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koujas - both ways/deep as it gets lyrics
part 1: “both ways”
[intro]
(desire for revenge)
hey, yeah, oh (yeah, now you rockin’ wit’ rada)
(oh my god, skeo)
[chorus]
i’m so geeked like can you tell?
and i can’t pay my brother bail
his pockets broke, they need repair
i’m smokin’ gas, know you smell
we bought ricky matchin’ pair
lookin’ at you and i stare
you see me like right there
and i got a stick right here
[verse]
and she in que, she not one and she not two
you can’t play me, i’ve been through this
she ate me up and you gave her a kiss
look exotic wit’ yo’ skims on
she suck that d_ck up goin’ hands on
my pill blue, my racks too
i just f_cked likе two hoes
pockets filled wit’ bankrolls
my cup is purplе saint row
yo’ body poppin’ hourglass
sn_tched waist, you ate it up
put my d_ck up in her guts then she ate it up
you talk like a freak, wanna see it in person baby
so show me what you been teasin’
bought you that entree up at beni’s
i spent three bands on balenci
we got matchin’ sets of dior
we see him right through the peephole
tell me is it for real or is you gon’ lie to me?
i made anytime luv for you
fell in love right when i met you
she wanna take a photo, we slide in a four door
we make a play, we go long
and his b_tch, she tag along
blow his knee out like d rose
green light, i say twin on go
stupid b_tch, don’t drop my lo’
if i get jammed up like would you lie for me?
would you cry for me?
switched on me, how could you?
i called you my brother, from another mother
we trap ’til the sun up, look both ways before you cross me
we got sticks like we finna do him
(yeah, now you rockin’ wit’ rada)
[chorus]
i’m so geeked like can you tell?
and i can’t pay my brother bail
his pockets broke, they need repair
i’m smokin’ gas, know you smell
we bought ricky matchin’ pair
lookin’ at you and i stare
you see me like right there
and i got a stick right here
(elegant music, oh my god, skeo)
part 2: “deep as it gets”
[intro]
desire for revenge
yeah, now you rockin’ wit’ rada
[chorus]
walked in wit’ h_lla cash, walked in wit’ h_lla sticks
i’m finna roll up a three five and my twin bust down a brick
put his dumb ass on fent, f_ck his whip it get flipped
we in ’bout deep as it get, we ridin’ ’round dodgin’ feds
walked in wit’ h_lla cash, walked in wit’ h_lla sticks
i’m finna roll up a three five and my twin bust down a brick
put his dumb ass on fent, f_ck his whip it get flipped
we in ’bout deep as it get (we in ’bout deep as it get)
[verse]
glock in my seat wit’ my b_tch on the right
she f_ckin’ on the first night
b_tch i’m high like a kite, she’ll slide alright
told the b_tch “okay, okay, right”
g_locks hot like the summertime
i’m finna f_ck on this ho and one time i’m done
she wanna three five, okay i’m baggin’ it
they sayin’ they rich but they broke, it’s not addin’ up
i took a ten times three, it’s addin’ up
i roll up the wood, we sparkin’ it spark it up
i’m in the backseat nervous, i’m clutchin’
twin got a stick that he hit wit’, dump it
i pop my sh_t even when we in public
i’m blowin’ on gas, the air polluted
she suckin’ my d_ck up, she go stupid
i’m gettin’ zooted with this ho i recruited
turn two_one cop me a stick
my whole outfit cost a tick
we servin’ chickens and some bricks
i call up six like bust a script
[chorus]
walked in wit’ h_lla cash, walked in wit’ h_lla sticks
i’m finna roll up a three five and my twin bust down a brick
put his dumb ass on fent, f_ck his whip it get flipped
we in ’bout deep as it get, we ridin’ ’round dodgin’ feds
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