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ill-santana - amuck lyrics

why you gon’ act like we f_cked, we ain’t f_cking
feeling like curry, im getting them buckets
ain’t bout the money im switching the subject
i told em they need to go big on the budget
why you gon’ walk up like we ain’t know nothing
you all in the window and being joe budden
im popping out like whats popping, who ducking?
im airing out n_ggas, they bout to get dusted
some of the crew looking like they mclovin
im walking round pockets as big as a buggy
i know you n_ggas act like you ain’t want me
im posted up, really ain’t feeling the function
hair getting ugly, im looking like lil john
and plus i got b_tches out crunk
i got some sh_t got you feeling like tamе impala
you know that sh_t got some drugs
i got a blunt full of skunk
i got that cup, tell em to pour that sh_t up
know you was thinking i’m nеver gon bubble up
and i’ll have you holding your tongue
i’ll have ya jaw to the mud, give it a stomp
n_ggas ain’t giving a..
n_ggas ain’t giving a f_ck, running amuck
getting that money abundant
i know that p_ssy is probably fuzzy
i ain’t even budging, im calling it wubbzy
used to have girls out here calling me fugly
and now they want buddy up and gimme company
vision is muddied up, im off of something
finish em, i go in and kotal kahn it
rid of these n_ggas when they wanna comment
keeping a chick thats looking like rihanna
i see the check, im obsessed with em
wicked and there ain’t no rest for em
ain’t got no b_tch in my bed
cause i can’t really invest in em
used to smoke outta the rec center
me and will, probably with rex and em
i ain’t been popping a tag
in the same gear like a wrestler
and these my festivity clothes
i’m puffing like chimney smoke
ain’t feel ya energy, we ain’t got chemistry
i keep my enemies close
i got her fendi and now she all into me
eating up like nematodes
shots you be sending, they ain’t really get to me
i can’t hear from mykonos, b_tch
i need them diamonds and gold, b_tch
tell em put that on a rolls, b_tch
young n_gga cleaner then soap
when i’m hitting the globe all you n_ggas is hopeless
tryna pull off in a porche, b_tch
you gon’ pull off in that focus
go head put that in ya post, b_tch
go head put that in ya post, b_tch

- ill santana lyrics

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