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freddie gibbs - mclovin lyrics

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[intro: benny the butcher & freddie gibbs]
pretty little, pre_
your lie, lie
pretty little, pre_
your lie, lie
pretty little, pre_
your lie, lie
we sell dope for a motherf_cking living, n_gga
you feel me? f_ck that rap sh_t
pretty little, pre_
your lie, lie (yeah, uh, yeah)

[verse: freddie gibbs & benny the butcher]
i was just f_cking them girls, i was gon’ get right back
i had a line on that soft, i was gon’ switch it to crack
i stuck to tires like i’m fixing a flat, swimming through racks
cooked my first zip, lost six, brought twenty_two back
b_tch, what you trippin’ on?
just sold a brick, still down to whip a song
i don’t even f_ck with the dawg, straight cutting fentanyl
she asked me if i’m f_cking her friend, just know i’m hitting y’all
f_ck an opp, two_fifty round drums when i give it to y’all
and it’ll make the shade room if these bloggers knew who i’m f_cking
it’ll make the same news if the feds knew who i’m plugging
you bought sixty grams off me, i probably threw in a dozen
you need a dope boy, b_tch, f_ck you gon’ do with a husband?
[pre_chorus: freddie gibbs]
b_tch, i been on the shade room, got three baby mamas, i’m thuggin
tmz been at my house, taking pictures, all of a sudden
heard the dea, they tossing indictments, they want to cuff him
i’ma leave up out the country with fake id like mclovin

[chorus: freddie gibbs]
b_tch, what you trippin’ on?
thirty_six raw, cut that with acetone
monday, tuesday, wednesday, get hard, they hit the crack phone
(b_tch, what you trippin’ on?)
thirty_six raw, cut that with acetone
sat_rday and sunday, i only talk on the family phone (sh_t)

[interlude: freddie gibbs & benny the butcher]
these motherf_ckers out here talking about, you know what i’m sayin’?
i’m tired of_ i’m tired of all these n_ggas talking about this whole dope sh_t, the drug sh_t, n_gga
n_gga, i made it to the motherf_cking grammy’s, n_gga
you talking ’bout ”sh_t, i’ll show you the raw”, n_gga (yo, yo)

[verse 2: benny the butcher & freddie gibbs]
i treat her like coke, get her wet, then hit her with the ice
reward a single b_tch that’s faithful to a n_gga with a wife
plug hate me like i ran off with bundles and f_cked his wife
migo stabbed me in the eye, hit a dirty knife for the night
you ain’t never been in a gang war if you don’t know my life
feds got me up on the gang board, vl for life
big rabbit got a package, godd_mn it, i keep a sprite
when obama got elected, i caught a case with a wife (yeah)
b_tch, what you trippin’ on?
they want to know how i feel about mach workin’ with west
why would i give a f_ck? i’m rich already, i wish him the best
played the game where a brick get you death, a hit get you less
judged for the number on your shirt, but it won’t be mitch_ll & ness
you like to claim her, the truth is we shared the b_tch, so i guess
i sent her back with some cash in her purse and d_ck on her breath, yeah
i make my girl a star too from buying all that yola
gang hit again, y’all hoes still crying in toyotas
[chorus: freddie gibbs]
b_tch, what you trippin’ on?
thirty_six raw, cut that with acetone
monday, tuesday, wednesday, get hard, they hit the crack phone
(b_tch, what you trippin’ on?)
thirty_six raw, cut that with acetone
sat_rday and sunday, i only talk on the family phone (b_tch, what you trippin’ on?)

[outro: benny the butcher]
this for my n_gga doug
first n_gga ever gave me a brick, man
how i’m gon’ forget you?
that’s a chance, you’ll be kiddin’ me, haha
federal district attorney
bsf, n_gga

- freddie gibbs lyrics

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