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cutty - g63 lyrics

lyrics of g63 by cutty

[intro]
(g63)
(i just stepped out of the dog house)
(two months nights in the workhouse, thought you know waylon’s popped out)

[chorus]
g63 (just get it!)
i just stepped out of the dog house
two months nights in the workhouse, thought you know waylon’s popped out (let of)
if i post this pic no face of course then now she wanna know if it’s me
she can tell by the 18k on the sleeve and the tally posing it must be

g63 (let’s go, let’s go!)
i just stepped out of the dog house
two months nights in the workhouse, thought you know waylon’s popped out (let of)
if i post this pic no face of course now she wanna know if it’s me
she can tell by the 18k on the sleeve and the tally posing it must be

[verse 1]
back again, (it’s lit!)
but you probably done pre_ [?]
two bimbos in the telly, when i was in jail they watch no telly
hit that slot, tell her let’s go jelly
jay goes there and he holds it steady (okay!)
i told her just waitin’ at the ice, now i know she want ice cream, “ben & jerry”
she don’t wanna get lit in boo, she don’t wanna spill in saint laurent
haka, sanno, it’s s_xy fish, nothing but an uptown kind of one (hm)
“s” in the back of the truck and he moves down, harryway waves his one
hits n.d. off front and i sound like kane and son (okay!)
if i ain’t got tits i won’t stop and chaff man i’ll cut through town
i fly past ___, i fly past ___, till i go ___, then i break it down (whoo!)
four and a bit of brown and a nine to yay in me shows how
to bro [?] watching minimal in the [?] (minimal)
[bridge]
ski mask when i put in [?] or let it out fly, no lecky
rollie [?] when i feel this time, just look at the smile on this little jazzy
so much sauce on the [?] it’s messy
two_tone dweller or de de prezzy
[?] bro, better grab that gently

[chorus]
g63 (just get it!)
i just stepped out of the dog house
two months nights in the workhouse, thought you know waylon’s popped out (let of)

[verse 2]
i’m tired of jail, i’m tired of screws
i’m tired of ot races, gobs
dst got a bank man match
summertime induction, so d_mn long
blue phone and i tell her to rub it
she play with her cl!ck, when she plays my song (mhm)
she just wanna know when i’m back for real, and i’m told that it won’t be long (hm)
she mad that i chat to others, but i already know that she do the same
maybe a fool, sh_t that’s strange
she thinks i’m her’s and i think that’s crazy
regots in this big boy range
need for speed if i take this chase
she’s always just touching her toes, i say she wanna tie her lace (whoo!)
nothing but binding that old sh_t prius
i don’t catch calling your gls
on rev and i’m flinging through old holly car g that sh_t like a mist
cranbullet in that miniature bottle she block the opps she wanna fill her face
since time 2 when i clock my place like osman junior flying away
[chorus]
g63 (just get it!)
i just stepped out of the dog house
two months nights in the workhouse, thought you know waylon’s popped out (let of)
if i post this pic no face, of course, then now she wanna know if it’s me
she can tell by the 18k on the sleeve and the tally posing it must be

g63 (let’s go, let’s go!)
i just stepped out of the dog house
two months nights in the workhouse, thought you know waylon’s popped out (let of)
if i post this pic no face, of course, now she wanna know if it’s me
she can tell by the 18k on the sleeve and the tally posing it must be

[outro]
(it’s lit!)

- cutty

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