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hoodrich pablo juan - water boi كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
that, that, that, that, that be maaly raw (yeah, yeah)

[refrain]
too many n-ggas be jockin’, too many n-ggas be ridin’ d-ck, n-gga (p-ssy -ss n-gga, haha)
too many n-ggas be jockin’, too many n-ggas be ridin’ d-ck, niga (i don’t f-ck with these n-ggas)
too many n-ggas be actin’ like b-tches, these n-ggas be actin’ like b-tches (yeah)
too many n-ggas be actin’ like b-tches, these n-ggas be actin’ like b-tches (yeah)

[chorus]
i don’t f-ck with these n-ggas, i got it on my own (let’s go)
’til i run it up, i ain’t goin’ home (it’s up)
birds in the spot like the georgia dome (brr)
n-gga, we smokin’ exotic, that strong (exotic)
stayin’ down all day until my money long (stay down)
hood n-gga, thirty racks, that’s a phone (hood)
hah, don’t call me, my n-gga, i don’t know you (don’t call me)
don’t f-ck with you n-ggas, i’m lonely (don’t f-ck with these n-ggas)
yeah, strapped, yeah, flex
yeah, flex, yeah, facts
yeah, facts, yeah, tap
yeah, racks (water), yeah, racks
f-ck up the money, i blew up the sack (f-ck it up)
don’t give a f-ck, i could get it right back (i don’t give no f-cks)
yeah, trap, yeah, packs
yeah, black, yeah
dog, i hit from the back (i’m a dog)
running through that sh-t like i was a back (i’m a running back)
i’m a water boy, i’m the one go get the sack (water boy, woo)
f-ck ’bout you n-ggas, i run up a check, hah (i run up a check)
this is a ‘cat, ain’t no scat’ (skrrt)
pablo came back like return of the mack, hah (there he go)
call him ricky ’cause i caught him running and i shot him in the back, n-gga (bah-bah-bah-bah)

[verse]
we the ones that’s drinkin’ cream soda
double down with the glock, ain’t got no holster (double down)
brand new benz truck, get your -ss ran over (benz truck)
geeked up on drugs, i ain’t never sober (yeah)
i came out the hole in the trap by the krogers (krogers)
you know i’m a dog, i’m bending her over, yeah (rrr)
anemic, my wrist is a frozen (frozen)
these n-ggas be copyin’, that drip really stolen (that sh-t stolen)
i put some lean in my cup (lean), some ice on my wrist (ice)
the interior the whip the same color (interior)
louboutin with the dior, she mixed (louboutin, dior)
i pour up a four in a six (zone 6)
i ain’t really trippin’, i knew they would switch (i ain’t trippin’)
i was just broke, now i louis-ed my kicks (i louis-ed)
hatin’ -ss n-gga, you act like a b-tch (like a b-tch)
all-black glock on me matching my outfit (it’s matching my outfit)
we don’t f-ck with these n-ggas, they act like some b-tches (don’t f-ck with these n-ggas)
i don’t need no friends, i just handle my business (i don’t need no friends)
hi-tech, red lean f-cked up my kidneys (hi-tech, lean)
real ahk, n-gga, i ain’t eatin’ no chittlins (real ahk, n-gga)
r.i.p. to all my opps and my enemies (r.i.p. to the opps)
ain’t g-y, so i don’t give a f-ck you ain’t friendly (n-gga, i ain’t g-y)
ran up a mil’, i ain’t have a meal to eat (literally)
f&n, no kickback with the little street

[chorus]
i don’t f-ck with these n-ggas, i got it on my own
’til i run it up, i ain’t goin’ home (it’s up)
birds in the spot like the georgia dome (brr)
n-gga, we smokin’ exotic, that strong (exotic)
stayin’ down all day until my money long (stay down)
hood n-gga, thirty racks, that’s a phone (hood)
hah, don’t call me, my n-gga, i don’t know you (don’t call me)
don’t f-ck with you n-ggas, i’m lonely (don’t f-ck with these n-ggas)
yeah, strapped, yeah, flex
yeah, flex, yeah, facts
yeah, facts, yeah, tap
yeah, racks (water), yeah, racks
f-ck up the money, i blew up the sack (f-ck it up)
don’t give a f-ck, i could get it right back (i don’t give no f-cks)
yeah, trap, yeah, packs
yeah, black, yeah
dog, i hit from the back (i’m a dog)
running through that sh-t like i was a back (i’m a running back)
i’m a water boy, i’m the one go get the sack (water boy, woo)
f-ck ’bout you n-ggas, i run up a check, hah (i run up a check)
this is a ‘cat, ain’t no scat’ (skrrt)
pablo came back like return of the mack, hah (there he go)
call him ricky ’cause i caught him running and i shot him in the back, n-gga (bah-bah-bah-bah)

- hoodrich pablo juan

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