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kid buu - curtis (original version) كلمات أغنية

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[intro]
ayy, omar!
danny, i see you
yuh, yuh
yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh

[verse 1]
she suck my d_ck for the come up, what
forty on me, don’t you run up, yuh
pockets, they full of blue hunnids’, woah
kid buu is not with the lovin’, yuh
b_tch i’m married to the money, yuh
everything about the money, yuh
i’m feelin’ like curtis jackson, yuh
they sendin’ shots, i’m not runnin’
get the strap, get the strap, like i’m 50, uh, yuh
i’ma grind, hate a n_gga like woah vicky, uh, yuh
pull up in a vic, i’m trappin’ yo semi, uh, yuh
we too strapped, we too trapped, like yo semi, uh, yuh
forty, that right on my side, huh
forty, that right on my side, huh
choppa, that right on my side, huh
boy don’t you try, you will die, huh
forty, that right on my side, huh
uzi, that right on my side, huh
shorty, that right on my side, huh
choppa, that’s it, on my slime
[chorus]
slatt, slatt, get the strap, like i’m 50, uh, yuh, (likе i’m 50, ayy)
slatt, slatt, get the strap, like i’m 50, uh, yuh, (likе i’m 50, ayy)
slatt, slatt, get the strap, like i’m 50, uh, yuh, (get the strap, ayy)
slatt, slatt, get the strap, like i’m 50, uh, yuh, (like i’m 50, b_tch)

[verse 2]
get the strap, like [?]
get a [?], check the facts
blow her back, bring her back, ooh yeah
couple [?], like my [?], ooh yeah, ooh
f_ck a [?], [?]
that b_tch she blowin’ like this, huh
choppa it blowin’ like this, huh
i used to trap out the vic, uh
she suckin’ my d_ck ’til she sick, uh
deepthroat that b_tch to her lip, uh
i shoot that n_gga then dip, uh
kick in the door with a l!ck, uh
i got no mass, ima k!ll it uh
i am a clone with no feelin’s, uh
told that b_tch f_ck all yo feelin’s, uh
i got the money, the ceilin’s, uh
like lil wayne with no ceilin’s
i got a car with no ceilin’
b_tch now i’m droppin’ the roof, uh
i got a fang on my tooth, uh
i goin’ ham in the booth, yeah
she suck me up in the booth, uh
i got the diamonds on my tooth, uh
b_tch, i am tellin’ the truth
vv wrapped ’round my neck, like a noose
you just mad ’cause i sent her back loose
you just mad ’cause she all on my coupe
and my coupe got the stars on the roof
no more love ’cause she got a [?]
[chorus]
get the strap, get the strap, like i’m 50, yuh, huh, (like i’m 50, ayy)
get the strap, get the strap, like i’m 50, yuh, huh, (like i’m 50, ayy)
get the strap, get the strap, like i’m 50, yuh, huh, (get the strap, ayy)
get the strap, yuh, huh, get the strap, yuh, what (like i’m 50, b_tch)

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