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fly boy gang - michigan كلمات الأغنية

[intro: fbg dutchie]
lil riico on the beat
i took this type sh_t from duck, too
by the way, i had to put that out there, yeah, huh, huh
fbg sh_t, huh, huh, huh, huh, fbg, b_tch
ooh, skrrt, i just pulled off with your b_tch again (skrrt)
with your b_tch again, wit’ yo’ b_tch, wit’ yo’ b_tch, with your b_tch again

[chorus: fbg dutchie & fbg duck]
ooh, skrrt, i just pulled off with your b_tch again (with your b_tch again, wit’ yo’ b_tch, wit’ yo’ b_tch)
ooh, huh, n_ggas gettin’ mad, so they dissin’ and (ah, they dissin’ them?)
ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, we takin’ their hoes and they missin’ ‘nem (and we takin’ their b_tches and hoes and their wives today)
ooh, huh, took the lil’ ho shoppin’ on michigan (took her right out)
ooh, ooh, pull up, foreign drivin’ the lake, yeah, that’s michigan (ooh, fbg sh_t)
ooh, pull up, valet all on my d_ck and i’m tippin’ them (ayy, watch this, fbg, b_tch, ooh)
ayy, ooh, ooh, i just pulled off with your b_tch and ‘dem (ooh)
sippin’ on drank and i’m sippin’ it (lean, ooh), ride down the drive and it’s michigan (skrrt)
[verse 1: fbg duck & fbg cash]
i got your b_tch in a benz, you n_ggas trippin’ again? (oh, lord)
i was tryna leave the lean alone, but cho got me sippin’ again (ugh)
i was with the “put the guns down,” but they got me grippin’ again (brrt)
i was tryna leave my ex_b_tch alone, but i had to hit it again (godd_mn, godd_mn, godd_mn)
hech! hold on, let me catch my breath ’cause you know i’m fat as h_ll (hahahaha)
but them bullets inside of the f&n fat as well (bah)
pull off with a n_gga b_tch, now he lookin’ stale, i know you ain’t doin’ well (ayy, ayy)
and n_gga, you a scrub, she left you for a thug as far as i can tell (ayy, ayy, money)

[verse 2: fbg cash]
your boyfriend, he broke as b_tch (he broke)
askin’ on me for a l!ck (cash)
he see the ice on my wrist (bling)
thinkin’ it’s sweet, but it ain’t (it ain’t)
i’m laughin’ straight to the bank (hahaha)
st. lawrence ain’t sweet (nah)
come through, you gon’ need a tank, what the f_ck was you thinkin’? (brrt)
some of us got fns and the rest of us got glizzies (glizzies)
and you can get hit with the mac (the mac)
or you can get hit with the chopper (that chopper)
but if you get hit with this ak, i promise you won’t need a doctor (baow)
or you can get hit with this smithy (smithy)
or you can get hit with this ruger (baow)
free my boy shoota wooski (wooski)
i swear he a h_ll of a shooter (let’s get it)
[chorus: fbg dutchie & fbg cash]
ooh, skrrt, i just pulled off with your b_tch again (with your b_tch again, wit’ yo’ b_tch, wit’ yo’ b_tch)
(ayy)
ooh, huh, n_ggas gettin’ mad, so they dissin’ and (ah, they dissin’ them?)
(they mad!)
ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, we takin’ their hoes and they missin’ ‘nem (and we takin’ their b_tches and hoes and their wives today)
ooh, huh, took the lil’ ho shoppin’ on michigan (took her right out)
ooh, ooh, pull up, foreign drivin’ the lake, yeah, that’s michigan (that foreign)
ooh, pull up, valet all on my d_ck and i’m tippin’ them (what up? what up, though, my boy?)
ayy, ooh, ooh, i just pulled off with your b_tch and ‘dem (skrrt)
sippin’ on drank and i’m sippin’ it (lean), ride down the drive and it’s michigan (skrrt)

[verse 3: fbg dutchie & fbg young]
ooh_wee_ee, i’m clouted, i made your ho mouth meat
on lake shore drive, 7 series s drivin’, no, it’s not a audi
just spent your rent on poles and gave one of those to every n_gga around me
i got clout, lil’ money, you can clown me
and i’m sippin’ lean, they tryna down me
uh, splash, jab, dab, woah all on your b_tch
uh, uh, spent your lil’ mortgage (my what?)
uh, what you do? put it all on my wrist (blaow_blaow, blaow_bling)
uh, woo, woo, pull up, me and young all in that foreign (skrrt)
uh, and i do not know where i’m goin’ (yeah, huh)
and we been trappin’ it up, we not tourin’, ayy (ayy)

[verse 4: fbg young]
clumsy n_gga, spent them bands on my kicks
i’m sippin’ act’ again, my mama gon’ have a fit
it’s my life and i’m gon’ live it like pimp (like pimp, pimp c)
where my surfboard? ’cause i just caught the drip
and your jeweler served you clouded diamonds (uh_huh)
boy, your ass a vic’ (goofy_ass n_gga)
my b_tch talkin’ ’bout rent (huh?)
i’m tryna buy a brick, yeah (get back)
these n_ggas lames, they some cloners, yeah (cloners)
take your lil’ b_tch, she a loner, yeah (a loner)
matter fact, that ho a goner (she goin’)
b_tch, i’m young, pockets glow on ’em, yeah (huh?)
[chorus: fbg dutchie]
ooh, skrrt, i just pulled off with your b_tch again (with your b_tch again, wit’ yo’ b_tch, wit’ yo’ b_tch)
ooh, huh, n_ggas gettin’ mad, so they dissin’ and (ah, they dissin’ them?)
ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, we takin’ their hoes and they missin’ ‘nem (and we takin’ their b_tches and hoes and their wives today)
ooh, huh, took the lil’ ho shoppin’ on michigan (took her right out)
ooh, ooh, pull up, foreign drivin’ the lake, yeah, that’s michigan (that foreign)
ooh, pull up, valet all on my d_ck and i’m tippin’ them (what up? what up, though, my boy?)
ayy, ooh, ooh, i just pulled off with your b_tch and ‘dem (skrrt)
sippin’ on drank and i’m sippin’ it (lean), ride down the drive and it’s michigan (skrrt)

[outro: fbg dutchie]
huh

- fly boy gang

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