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full house mob - sweet 'n salty كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
full house productions

[verse 1: brownbearq]
spiderman glove on ’cause i keep the sticky
pull up on your house with the bl!cky
my main girl bad, look just like nikki
only make bangers, nothing sh_tty
act a little crazy when i’m off the henny
you broke, probably still shop at j.c. penney
i’m bossed up, i’m flexin’ louis, i’m flexin’ louis, i’m flexin’ gucci
givenchy, designer st__ze, drank a pint, left earth
drinks on me, all for free, you need to check your net worth

[verse 2: steak & brownbearq]
ridin’ ’round my city, yeah i put it on the map (skrr skrr)
only wear louis or supreme, i don’t f_ck with gap (money)
fillin’ up the keg, yeah we keep that sh_t on tap (splash)
bustin’ out the wine bag, might give it a slap
every time that we chillin’, yeah it’s terry or seabrook (gli)
only f_ck with kings and queens, you out here lookin’ like a rooke (gli)
we ain’t in the kitchen, but d_mn we like to cook (gang)
got so many f_ckin’ bars, we don’t need no hook (fire)
shoutout birdiebands, yeah he bangin’ on the beat (shoutout)
you know we out in texas ’cause we only makin’ heat (hook ’em)
yeah this the type of sh_t that’ll get you on your feet
i know you h_lla salty, but ooo your girl was sweet (sheesh)

[verse 3: $rivatt & brownbearq]
you ain’t tellin’ me a thing i don’t already know (stoopid)
i be tellin’ you man, i done hit yo’ ho (sheesh)
had her last night and no it ain’t a joke (ugh)
in the cadillac, aww man, think her back broke ( skrr skrr)
you know i ain’t drinkin’ beer ’cause i be movin’ slow
purple in my cup and if it’s empty po’ up mo’ (mud)
my rap be like my drink, you know i keep a steady flow
yeah we got a full house here, but i be tryna po’ (squad)
took her broke ass shoppin’, now she said she like me mo’ (money)
don’t tell me that you like me b_tch, let that sh_t show (b_tch)
and if you ain’t gon’ let me hit, knees on the flo’ (sheesh)
and when i’m done, don’t hang out long, get out the do’ (brrrr)

[verse 4: matty light & brownbearq]
it’s your boy, matty b, hoppin’ on a track (h_llo!)
back_to_back nights like we playin’ blackjack (21)
spent two racks, now i need some more cash (sheesh)
’bout to spend a third just so i can smash (money!)
i don’t f_ck around with no greedy ho (b_tch)
shoutout seth, make sure they don’t follow the dough
drivin’ ’round town with a baddy to my right (skrr skrr)
you can’t see her but d_mn she a sight! (sheesh!)
she ain’t the typa girl out chasin’ the clout (nah)
but she always lookin’ bad man, that’s no doubt (sheesh)
she a good girl when the sun is out, but when it goes down, its hard to pull out! (ugh)

- full house mob

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