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icewear vezzo - yea okay كلمات الأغنية

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[intro]
yeah
(you aren’t even a cool breeze for my man taz)
mm
who the f_ck is n_ggas rappin’ like? (is n_ggas rappin’ like)
put your boss money up, who you actin’ like? (who you actin’ like?)
yeah, still stackin’ like you ain’t trappin’, right? (like you ain’t trappin’, right?)
yeah, whole necklace bright like a traffic light, right

[chorus]
you say you shinin’, n_gga, okay (say you shinin’, n_gga, okay)
all them certified diamonds, yeah, okay (yeah, okay)
you got your homies out here drownin’, n_gga, okay (drowin’, n_gga, okay)
put a bag on you boys, you n_ggas okay, yeah (okay)

[verse 1]
’cause ain’t a n_gga or a b_tch ever boss me up
seen n_ggas lose they life for some sh_t that ain’t cost me nothin’
i got too much pride, i let a b_tch n_gga cross me up
but b_tch n_ggas always think they run into a rich n_gga, chalk him up
wrist ain’t as glossy, but it’s h_lla costly, huh
b_tch lookin’ saucy, let a lit n_gga toss you up
keep stick, i be cautious ’cause these b_tch n_ggas talk too much
pour a six in the bottle, the tris sit in my coffee cup

[chorus]
you say you shinin’, n_gga, okay (say you shinin’, n_gga, okay)
all them certified diamonds, yeah, okay (yeah, okay)
you got your homies out here drownin’, n_gga, okay (drowin’, n_gga, okay)
put a bag on you boys, you n_ggas okay, yeah (okay)
[verse 2]
i’m a certified street n_gga (i’m a certified street n_gga)
yeah, rapper and trapper, can’t compete with it (can’t compete with it)
take your food off the table, who gon’ eat with you? (who gon’ eat with you?)
independent, f_ck the label, i got p chicken, n_gga (p chicken)
brought a kennedy to the hood, what more could you ask for me?
ain’t had to get cash to him, who would’ve seen that comin’?
rich ’cause i have somethin’, clippin’ the mag’, thumpin’
rich, so i’m pass us, if he snitch, put a tag on him
i got more paper than your granddaddy, uncle, and your big brother
always got that sh_t on me, i ain’t got no big homies
the sh_t, these n_ggas savin’ up, i blow that sh_t on tip money
still’ll take a b_tch from him, f_ck her for the rent money
i be ballin’ but your guys ain’t (but your guys ain’t)
realest n_gga in the trenches, i got shine pape’ (i got shine pape’)
bust patek while i’m eatin’ it’s a blind date
we don’t drive wraiths (we don’t drive wraiths)
new suppression, them forgi tires cost me nine waves (waves)

[chorus]
you say you shinin’, n_gga, okay (say you shinin’, n_gga, okay)
all them certified diamonds, yeah, okay (yeah, okay)
you got your homies out here drownin’, n_gga, okay (drowin’, n_gga, okay)
put a bag on you boys, you n_ggas okay, yeah (okay)

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