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lil uzi vert - dupe 7 7 كلمات أغنية

scribing

[intro]
clibbo, you’re crazy for this one
lah_lah_lah (yeah, you ain’t seen the sh_t i saw), let’s go
lah_lah_lah (i’m working on dying, yeah), yeah, ayy
lah_lah_lah (ask your homeboys what we doin’)
yeah, yeah, yeah (woo)

[chorus]
let’s go, no, she don’t gang bang, but got a bandana in her pants
no chief keef when i bang_bang, when i’m on that percs, no xan
pull up, i spray your bands, our choppa, they came with fns
these n_ggas, they b_tches, they fans, only to the money, only time i ran
give my heart to any_any wh0re, i go cop all the drip, you livin’ off indoors
all of my swag, not even hit in stores, got a crib in the hills with automatic doors
rolls royce with automatic doors, one car, could’ve brought four porsche
bustdown the face only, of course, slight blue diamonds, hit like turquoise

[bridge]
give my heart to any_any wh0re, i go cop all the drip, you livin’ off indoors
all of my swag, not even hit in stores, got a crib in the hills with automatic doors
rolls royce with automatic doors, one car, could’ve brought four porsche
bustdown the face only, of course, slight blue diamonds, hit like turquoise

[verse 1]
got a girl, that deep, by the beach, so she ride the d_ck like a surfboard
jump off, clean it up, her chorse, n_ggas always hatin’ on me, of course
but got more choppas than a f_cking gun store, where you get your swag? the f_cking bum store
all my jeans, fifteen hundred or more, i feel like a reverend with this christian dior
strong pocket, my sh_t steroids, hood n_gga, tattoos, keloid
got a b_tch, live in that knife [?] did a trick, make her swallow my sword
in the cut like a band_aid, but i still manage just to pick my sores
i ain’t tell n0body that’s my choice ’cause you know i gotta time my war
[chorus]
let’s go, no, she don’t gang bang, but got a bandana in her pants
no chief keef when i bang_bang, when i’m on that percs, no xan
pull up, i spray your bands, our choppa, they came with fns
these n_ggas, they b_tches, they fans, only to the money, only time i ran
give my heart to any_any wh0re, i go cop all the drip, you livin’ off indoors
all of my swag, not even hit in stores, got a crib in the hills with automatic doors
rolls royce with automatic doors, one car, could’ve brought four porsche
bustdown the face only, of course, slight blue diamonds, hit like turquoise

[verse 2]
tie your b_tch up with fendi yarn, eat my food from n0bu get my books from barnes
everybody on me, because i’m a star, she gon’ hold it up, like a guitar
she gon’ eat it up, like a candy bar, circle ’round the a, like a [?]
do what i want, i’m a rebel star, ten steps always ahead of, yes
she can suck my d_ck, with a manicure, i can get her something she can’t afford
took her ass out of that accord, put her in a foreign, not even ford
if you call my phone, i’ma hit ignore, i got plenty more, i got plenty more
f_ck b_tches in the country, but a city horse, saw her in person, is it really her?
is it really her? is it really her? i’ma hit it first, i’ma make it work
i’ma make it squirt, get that milli’ first, lil uzi vert gon’ get the billy first
pop a rubberband, [?], vic, vip bands on me
all black guns, no chromes on me, ’cause i don’t want the sh_t that jam on me

- lil uzi vert

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