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hoodsasuke - greazyfreestyle كلمات أغنية

intro:
hey, hey, hey (hey, hey, hey)
hey, hey, hey (hey, hey, hey)
hey, hey, hey (hey, hey, hey)
hey_hey, hey, hey (hey_hey, hey, hey)

verse:
making tracks at 3, baddie got balenci on her body, but she on her knees
bro_bro super token while we counting up this chuck e. cheese
fetti, fetti n_gga can’t trust n_ggas like we play dеceit (uh, uh)
thumbin’ through these rubbеr b’s, all black mini bucket seats
flying out the country straight to europe, b_tch i’m touring greece
wok up in my hand f_ck a fire, b_tch i’m toting grease (boom!)
we not together she know better if she make me leave (woo)
walking through like “check please”, f_ck the system free og
still got beretta tote loretta, wit’ a f_cking beam (beam)
the way i slide these tracks, bro_bro trust i’m mr. clean
two glock’s mr. bean, all black mini bucket seats (all black mini bucket)

bridge:
huh, huh, huh (oh, oh, ho)
huh, huh, huh (oh, ho, oh)
huh, huh, huh (oh, ho, ho)
huh, huh, huh (oh, ho, ho)

verse 2:
b_tch i run this ho (oh), ran down b_tch i kick that door (kick that door)
how did shortie claim she wifey, when she barely bro? (what?)
love my shorties with some culture, i can’t do no snow (facts)
man i love when she got morals i can’t do no d_mn, d_mn (thottie!)
bi_bi_b_tch i think i’m back (gang)
need a lfa tuned, might cut off the traction
left me for my f_cking mans, still get no reaction (woo)
drop them both off, bruce sh_t, satisfaction
i’m in my duffel bag, 11k in it too kyrie duffel bag (uncle drew)
ex b_tch wanna run it back, because her man a_
because her man a niña, bro_bro serving cocaína (hee!)
trapping off a beeper, heard your wifey is an eater (what?)
i need no chorus, need no pause, b_tch i need no breathers
you sold your soul, my tracks better and i worship jesus (on god)
keep a bag by my side like i’m selling cheez_it’s (sellin’)
verse 3:
now it’s 3:51
mama got me out the hood, but i might cop a gun
if i peep you tryna line me, b_tch you really done
claimin’ he a opp (what?), he move like a son, n_gga you my son (like n_gga you my kid)
sh_t and my wrist shine like the sun, got your shortie one on one
she one and done, feel like x b_tch i love it when they run (love it when they what)
extendo clip look stupid, stretch out like some gum (stretch out like some gum)
i think my stick do voodoo, like a homeless bum (doing voodoo)
all your producers doo_doo, but they making drums (why they making drums)
i need to get my weight up, so i’m drinking rum (so i’m drinking rum)

outro:
huh, huh, huh (woah, woah, woah)
huh, huh, huh (woah, woah, woah)
huh, huh, huh (woah, woah, woah)
huh, huh, huh (i need to get my weight up so i’m drinking rum)
huh, huh, huh (woah, woah, woah)
huh, huh, huh (woah, woah, woah)
huh, huh, huh (woah, woah, woah)
huh, huh, huh (i need to get my weight up so i’m drinking rum)
huh?

- hoodsasuke

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