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lil lik - jesus shuttlesworth كلمات أغنية

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[intro]
(ryan, what took you so long?)
be quiet, teddy, i’m recordin’
(yes, draco)
n_gga

[chorus]
it ain’t no b_tch in me, go learn somethin’ ’bout lil lik
got this freak b_tch, gon’ shake that ass for me, then i’m gon’ f_ck and leave
your mans deceased, he died last week for thinkin’ sh_t was sweet
i’m backseat hittin’ my breeze, but it’s four hundred shots inside this jeep, we comin’
kriss vect’ on glock, i’m dumpin’, he heard that switch, he runnin’
any function, i bet they make room when they see four_nick comin’
tell no lies, this b_tch gon’ f_ck me off my name just ’cause she know i’m buzzin’
f_ck my auntie son, he diss on gang, then i’ll smokе my cousin

[verse]
this sh_t ain’t safe, that boy said— soon as he seen that drac’
i know i’m beatin’ my casе, i had on ski, n0body seen my face
this b_tch pick up the phone every time i call, that’s ’cause she know her place
i’m jesus shuttlesworth, every time i ball, they be like, “he got game”
five times in a row, b_tch, this a bingo game
i had on sweats, i ain’t wear no jeans that day, i f_cked off chino chain
changed the play, then hit they block two times this week, this sh_t a piece of cake
i love my lil’ b_tch dearly, i swear to god, she eat my skeet and skate
them fours in here, better make way, b_tch, call your ride, you can’t stay
b_tch, i’m in the buck tryna get a link, they know i shoot like taytay
when they cut this tether off my leg, you know i’m goin’ on vacay
she want fish and fries, we in the a, i guess we goin’ to jjs
i just be laughin’ when they ask me, can you just stop askin’?
they like, “how you get that good at rappin’?” boy, this sh_t my passion
body after body, on my mommy, we ain’t just actin’, n_gga
they know we gon’ make pape’ on that slab and come get active, n_gga
[chorus]
it ain’t no b_tch in me, go learn somethin’ ’bout lil lik
got this freak b_tch, gon’ shake that ass for me, then i’m gon’ f_ck and leave
your mans deceased, he died last week for thinkin’ sh_t was sweet
i’m backseat hittin’ my breeze, but it’s four hundred shots inside this jeep, we comin’
kriss vect’ on glock, we dumpin’, he heard that switch, he runnin’
any function, i bet they make room when they see four_nick comin’
tell no lies, this b_tch gon’ f_ck me off my name just ’cause she know i’m buzzin’
f_ck my auntie son, he diss on gang, then i’ll smoke my cousin

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