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leeky bandz - uhuh lyrics

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[intro]
smash bros
young troy, you a g_nius

[chorus: leeky bandz]
make the b_tch give me head, lip lock, don’t stop
big foreign, all red, won’t stop, can’t stop
30k on the watch, why not? (why not?)
and the phone only ring when i’m callin’ the shots
big .30 hangin’ out my glock (my glock, brrr)
try to reach for my chain, uh_uh (uh_uh)
i’ll shoot a n_gga dead ’til he drop (drop)
and i like to drink wock’ on rocks (on rocks)

[post_chorus: leeky bandz & moneymarr]
me and moneymarr in this b_tch
get some b_roll, i’m cleanin’ my drip (my drip)
no mask on when we doin’ a hit (doin’ a hit)
run a hunnid, two times in this b_tch (woah)
keep that glizzy on me, ain’t no fightin’
got two hoes with that stick like they dykin’
(what, ayy)
i can’t wear balmain drip, i don’t like it
(moneymarr, skrrt)
f_ck the feds, they sent gg to rikers
(baow, i’ma—)
[verse 2: moneymarr]
i can’t do too much talk, yeah i’m with all the action
i’m blowin’ up ’cause a n_gga be rappin’
i just get to thе money b_tch, i gotta stack it
bust down, shake it down, yeah that b_tch gеt to clappin’
send shots, hit ’em up, break him down like a fraction
and you can’t run down, got the stick, i ain’t lackin’
got the piece from la, put that sh_t in the mattress
and these rappers be lame, i ain’t with all the cappin’
yeah i used to be broke, now i step in balenci’s
big chop’, ar, hit him up with the sack
i can’t f_ck with these b_tches, they way too friendly
we ain’t scared of no glocks, got way too many
on the way to the top tryna hop out the bentley
yeah we slangin’ them rocks, yeah the block get busy
they ain’t send us some shots so i’m droppin’ a frenzy
yeah it’s that, drop that wock’, got a young n_gga dizzy

[chorus: leeky bandz]
make the b_tch give me head, lip lock, don’t stop
big foreign, all red, won’t stop, can’t stop
30k on the watch, why not? (why not?)
and the phone only ring when i’m callin’ the shots
big .30 hangin’ out my glock (my glock, brrr)
try to reach for my chain, uh_uh (uh_uh)
i’ll shoot a n_gga dead ’til he drop (drop)
and i like to drink wock’ on rocks (on rocks)
[post_chorus: leeky bandz]
me and moneymarr in this b_tch
get some b_roll, i’m cleanin’ my drip (my drip)
no mask on when we doin’ a hit (doin’ a hit)
run a hunnid, two times in this b_tch (woah)
keep that glizzy on me, ain’t no fightin’ (ain’t no fightin’)
got two hoes with that stick like they dykin’ (like they dykin’)
i can’t wear balmain drip, i don’t like it (i don’t like it)
f_ck the feds, they sent gg to rikers (woah)

[verse 2: leeky bandz]
twelve got the chop movin’ nervous (woah)
two_seater, r8, i was swervin’ (let’s go)
baby sittin’ with the pack, i was learnin’
we don’t do drive_bys, we hop out and murk ’em (brrr)
it’s ten for a show and we don’t do rehearsin’
n_ggas washed up like detergent (uh_uh)
way before rap, i was servin’ (uh_uh)
now only thing h is the hermès (uh_uh)
i’m hoppin’ out the coupe tryna fix it up (f_ck)
i got your main b_tch playin’ giddy up (go)
she got off the d_ck, couldn’t get enough (no)
i f_cked up the watch tryna fix it up, never gonna get enough
forty on the watch, f_ck the city up
every time i fall down, n_ggas pick me up
tryna hold shooter down, he gon’ sen ’em up
got the roof top down, with the bl!cky up (brrr)
[chorus: leeky bandz]
make the b_tch give me head, lip lock, don’t stop
big foreign, all red, won’t stop, can’t stop
30k on the watch, why not? (why not?)
and the phone only ring when i’m callin’ the shots
big .30 hangin’ out my glock (my glock, brrr)
try to reach for my chain, uh_uh (uh_uh)
i’ll shoot a n_gga dead ’til he drop (drop)
and i like to drink wock’ on rocks (on rocks)

[post_chorus: leeky bandz]
me and moneymarr in this b_tch
get some b_roll, i’m cleanin’ my drip (my drip)
no mask on when we doin’ a hit (doin’ a hit)
run a hunnid, two times in this b_tch (woah)
keep that glizzy on me, ain’t no fightin’ (ain’t no fightin’)
got two hoes with that stick like they dykin’ (like they dykin’)
i can’t wear balmain drip, i don’t like it (i don’t like it)
f_ck the feds, they sent gg to rikers (woah)

[outro: leeky bandz]
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

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