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forgiato blow & fj outlaw - s.w.c.b lyrics
dj kenny beggins
fj outlaw, ah, ah
hey forgiato where you at, brah?
[hook: forgiato blow]
you from the gutter and you getting to the bank
from the streets gotta watch out for the rats
white trash but we got our wait up (whip it up)
you hatin’ b_tches better get your cake up
[verse 2: fj outlaw]
i’m away moving b_tches, important people coming through
they pray for someone real, now that wish is quickly coming true
getting through the city, taking everybody out, boy
forgiato, outlaw, we that saltw_ter cowboys
i’m in the sticks, bro, i’m blowing on that gas, ho’
looking for a pretty face, then waist bad ho
scooping up the money like a yellow cat back hoe
thesе f_ggots get offended, i’m likе “what the f_ck you mad fo’?”
i keep them notes like on onomatopoeia
mess out from the christ, tampa and key, though
missing my little brother, i want to jump and see him though
they ask if it’s alright to get a feature, i say agreeable
zoom
we the realest in the building ain’t no capping
i say b_tch, i’m from the trailer, so you know a cracker cr_pping
i remember when back i was still 14 and they were laughing
now i’m the topic of the city, now the haters steady
[hook: forgiato blow]
you from the gutter and you getting to the bank
from the streets gotta watch out for the rats
white trash but we got our wait up (whip it up)
ou hatin’ b_tches better get your cake up
[bridge: fj outlaw]
i’m away moving b_tches, important people coming through
they pray for someone real, now that wish is quickly coming true
getting through the city, taking everybody out, boy
forgiato, outlaw, we that saltw_ter cowboys
gang
[verse 3: forgiato blow]
and i ain’t n0body f_cking with us
trapping boomers seven figures
this is the country grammar
enroute to alabama
fj whipping on the hammer
big bag forgy, that’s what they call me
trapping out the sprinter keep a hundred on me
looking out the l!ck, see a g out the six
i show my pearly whites i drive my nuts up on your b_tch
alligator alley, fresh outta cali
court side at the magic and you know i’m never lacking
balling all you b_tches
married to the money i’m gonna need a prenup
[hook: forgiato blow]
you from the gutter and you getting to the bank
from the streets gotta watch out for the rats
white trash but we got our wait up (whip it up)
ou hatin’ b_tches better get your cake up
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