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f3nix - soujia 4eva كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
(whyzoo, turn the beat down)

[hook]
b_tch, let me tell ya
i’ve been a soujia 4eva
we totin’, we stashin’ beretta’s
we clap out this metal
i hope this one shot
hits your melon
my gun it be smokin’ like kettle’s
we gettin’ real clever
flippin’ that dope with my fellas
we trappin’ them drugs out the rental
like don’t go and tell ’em
my bro, he just got off probation
go tell, and it ain’t gonna end well

[verse 1]
i got the glock
i’m gonna rob you for [?]
we takin’ that cash, we gon’ settle
and i’m gonna pop ya
i write a note to your mama
she cry when she gon’ read the letter
’cause y’all just be hatin’
chillin’, i’m stackin’ this money
look like all my people be jealous
’cause i’m gettin’ guala
get the f_ck off of my d_ck
i’m the leader you gon’ follow
[hook]
b_tch, let me tell ya
i’ve been a soujia 4eva
we totin’, we stashin’ beretta’s
we clap out this metal
i hope this one shot
hits your melon
my gun it be smokin’ like kettle’s
we gettin’ real clever
flippin’ that dope with my fellas
we trappin’ them drugs out the rental
like don’t go and tell ’em
my bro, he just got off probation
go tell, and it ain’t gonna end well

[verse 2]
feelin’ real clean, like a preacher
gold diggin’ hoes, man i wish i didn’t meet her
wanna flip pounds? i will teach ya
do the quick math on your head
got your ass be feelin’ like a teacher
f_ck up that money, you all about talkin’
got cash by your mouth, and i’m smokin’ on [?]
got bags on your head, so i k!ll him for profit
you don’t want the beef
so you might as well drop it
stashin’ them drugs, trap out the store
i ain’t f_ck nothin’, but big booty hoes
and that b_tch throw it back
when she dance on the pole
after we done, she be begging for more
she got me real tired, i’ll make a clone
she off of my d_ck, and she goin’ back home
that b_tch won’t stop callin’ my phone
she fallin’ in love with the gucci cologne
[hook]
b_tch, let me tell ya
i’ve been a soujia 4eva
we totin’, we stashin’ beretta’s
we clap out this metal
i hope this one shot
hits your melon
my gun it be smokin’ like kettle’s
we gettin’ real clever
flippin’ that dope with my fellas
we trappin’ them drugs out the rental
like don’t go and tell ’em
my bro, he just got off probation
go tell, and it ain’t gonna end well

- f3nix

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