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li rye - hey sexyy lyrics
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[intro]
(shoutout to aj)
(aj, what you cookin’?)
[chorus]
i got some new opps in my lungs, these n_ggas strong as f_ck
can’t lie, i woulda been cut that b_tch off, she take too long to f_ck
i’m out in cali banging 26, b_tch, i throw it up
i sip some lean and it ain’t wock’, i’ll probably throw it up
[verse 1]
uh, i’m on too many percs, that’s why i’m throwing up
so lit right now, i’ll call my ex and make that b_tch come l!ck it up
uh, we got so many sticks in this b_tch right now, they can’t f_ck with us
to catch all these hoes on my d_ck right now, might need a school bus
skrrt, vroom, back it up
grrt, vroom, back it up
keep pourin’, that b_tch ain’t black enough
still going, ’cause i ain’t stack enough
keep talking, and i’m smacking her
now, b_tch, go call your brother
grrt, boom, boom, boom, bah, leave him like the others
grrt, boom, boom, boom, bah
[interlude]
i’m just finna talk my sh_t real quick, aight?
[verse 2]
on your story dissin’, but in my dm d_ck ridin’
i don’t understand you n_ggas, but it ain’t me, so i just keep silent
we locked in for life, but on my mama, i know jb solid
’til the day i leave this earth, i know my brother riding
my cousin told on him, you know what that mean, don’t it?
i gotta whack my blood behind my n_gga and i don’t give a f_ck
i’ll pull up with my pistol showing, b_tch, i ain’t got it tucked
they keep dissing, we keep spinning, i don’t think that they had enough
on your partner ‘nem i’m p_ssing, i don’t care ’bout them dead f_cks
grrt, boom, that’s another head bust
we the ones that terrorize the streets, that’s why they scared of us
i know my brother bang for me, i knocked off three like, “n_gga, what?”
i’d diss your dead partner in your face like, “n_gga, what?”
don’t ever put my gun on safety or i’ma think you scared to bust
b_tch, we locked in forever, built this sh_t based off of trust
if that’s my dog, he know i got him, i hold him up just like a crutch
i wanna f_ck on s_xyy red, i can’t even lie, that b_tch my crush
we at pound town off a perc’, i got ho asking “can i nut?”
no, i don’t care about who hit her first, long as i rearrange her guts
don’t suck my d_ck, b_tch, if you lame, i hate when hoes don’t l!ck my nuts
from cali shoot to vegas, the shoe was tagged and it’s a must
i don’t f_ck with n_ggas like i’m racist, hang your ass like i’m in the klux
[chorus]
i got some new opps in my lungs, these n_ggas strong as f_ck
can’t lie, i woulda been cut that b_tch off, she take too long to f_ck
i’m out in cali banging 26, b_tch, i throw it up
i sip some lean and it ain’t wock’, i’ll probably throw it up
[outro]
(aj, what you cookin’?)
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