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fhnplayboy!* - roof lyrics
roof lyrics
[intro]
yuki productions (uh)
[chorus]
i might go dump out the whip
get me the pack and i sell it real quick
i’ma sh_t on these n_ggas, i wish they would run up
if he run up on me, then i’m putting my gun up
feel like i’m brent, how i’m singing to b_tches
and i’ll say it again, i don’t need your snap’
heard he talk on the ‘net, so i know that he cap
if he run up on me, he get hit with a— (bop)
[post_chorus]
can’t chase no b_tch, can’t crease my rick
your boy got slumped, not talking no six
i’m an antisocial ass n_gga, that’s it
i feel like ‘tana ’cause i was fourteen with a clip
i’m with your shorty, we getting on freaky
kicking her out ’cause she can’t even please me
now that she mad, heard that b_tch tryna tweet me
but, i got me a new b_tch, i love how she eat me
[verse]
she be eating me up, no pizza
b_tch is a dime, but i heard she a diva
that b_tch is a liar, i call her geneva
had to go get me a flight— (bye, felicia)
speaking the money, i’m fluent
look at my money, that sh_t is congruent
your money’s little, i’m calling it stewart
look at this b_tch, that boy got nothing
heard that’s your b_tch, but you know that i’m f_cking
blowing the checks and i pass it like nothing
blowing the checks and i pass it like wentz, no carson
smoking the pack, got me feeling mad nauseous
got a bad b_tch on me, no bunny
you making fun of my music? that sh_t ain’t funny
i like the kick then i’m selling the bunny
wiping his nose, that sh_t ain’t runny
wiping his nose, man, he think that he tough
i ain’t no game, but i know that he bluff
that boy a snitch when he upping the cuffs
i slit that boy with a bar, no puff
flying to la, i’m going on sunday
i feel like autumn, i’m taking a one_way
i feel like autumn, hakuna matata
shot at that boy, he got hit in his māthā
[chorus]
i might go dump out the whip
get me the pack and i sell it real quick
i’ma sh_t on these n_ggas, i wish they would run up
if he run up on me, then i’m putting my gun up
feel like i’m brent, how i’m singing to b_tches
and i’ll say it again, i don’t need your snap’
heard he talk on the ‘net, so i know that he cap
if he run up on me, he get hit with a— (bop)
[post_chorus]
can’t chase no b_tch, can’t crease my rick
your boy got slumped, not talking no six
i’m an antisocial ass n_gga, that’s it
i feel like ‘tana ’cause i was fourteen with a clip
i’m with your shorty, we getting on freaky
kicking her out ’cause she can’t even please me
now that she mad, heard that b_tch tryna tweet me
but, i got me a new b_tch, i love how she eat me
[outro]
i might go dump out the whip
get me the pack and i sell it real quick
i’ma sh_t on these n_ggas, i wish they would run up
if he run up on me, then i’m putting my gun up
feel like i’m brent, how i’m singing to b_tches
and i’ll say it again, i don’t need your snap’
heard he talk on the ‘net, so i know that he cap
if he run up on me, he get hit with a— (bop)
can’t chase no b_tch, can’t crease my rick
your boy got slumped, not talking no six
i’m an antisocial ass n_gga, that’s it
i feel like ‘tana ’cause i was fourteen with a—
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