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loe shimmy & ytb fatt - two faced كلمات أغنية

[intro: loe shimmy]
uh, uh
let’s get it

[verse 1: loe shimmy]
zombie in that bulletproof with dirty semi
ain’t never play with me and live, these n_ggas all lies
foxes in that trackhawk, not no f_ckin’ hemi
i get you hit around the world because of mob ties
beat it up to sleep, that’s only if you let me
just let the zombie take the lead, i eat it up alive
pull up on the scene inside the brand_new bentley
and only pretty b_tch and k!llers jump inside the ride
since you wanna get naughty, i punish you
they want war with the zombie, it’s time to dance
won’t believe what this money and power do
any b_tch that i want comin’ out them pants
she so sweet, honey glazed just like winnie pooh
wanna hit nikki beach just to get a tan
he ain’t bust down your wrist, buy new bags for you
how you say that’s your man? i don’t understand
get you ap, baby, blow my whole advance
hundred at the jeweler, fifty, both my hand
clutchin’ on my switchy but it’s just my fans
since nardy left, you just been out here takin’ hard drugs
take off in that rocket, still ain’t never land
just 200k away from m&ms
i just spent a ten on louis denim, man
they turnt they back but it’s my fault for tryna buy love, oh
lieutenant z keep sendin’ blitzes like he biden
the tank on full, so get on top and come and ride them
get thirty just to hit the stage, make sure it’s paid in full
she tell me put my gun away, don’t like no violence
i k!ll that p_ssy, leave the scene when i hear sirens
i swing the stick like a guitar, i play the violence
just had to vent, don’t want no fame, ain’t know i’ll be a rapper
i press these perkys, sell a thousand of ’em to the pastor
[interlude: ytb fatt]
(you’ll fly too if you link up with frenchie) uh, uh
uh, uh, uh
keep it right here (gogo charlie got that heat)

[verse 2: ytb fatt]
head nappy, gun showin’ baggie clothes, she still gave me the p_ssy
this sh_t i just overcame, they ain’t have no choice but make me big homie
if the price where i’m from, it’s mandatory, they sleep in your in bushes
i got n_ggas’ll that drop they guns with b_ttons and pick up butchers (free them)
half my n_ggas and some my aunties got somethin’ in common, they love cookin’ (woo)
about my f_ckin’ name, i got n_ggas that’s ready to line you and do a twenty, uh
she find a family, b_tch strip for gold and went to sleep, jewelry, show and she gone
i ain’t gon’ lie, i ain’t got love for holmes, i ain’t gon’ lie, i got love for hoes
you ain’t good for my soul, b_tch, roll, free shiesty, fox wiped his nose
hit everybody, f_ck it, k!ll the code, i let my hoes spend the night in my clothes
every f_ckin’ show i do, did before, i done brought my crew (wham whammy)
i put cheese on one dude, my z done k!lled they whole crew (with a smack)
everytime they said they hit at me, that sh_t was old news (n_ggas cappin’)
everytime these n_ggas watch my page, they watch my hoes too
i just can’t get enough of n_ggas, i just can’t get rid of these n_ggas
lil’ bro ‘nem got a box of switches, i just bought a box of lemons
f_ck you, boy, i can’t pop it with you, he ain’t never see some pimpin’
i got homeboys rich off p_ssy, they done pimped the meanest women
the opps wanna show love, f_ck ’em
bein’ a player don’t run in your blood for nothin’
shots fired, didn’t leave the club for pluckin’
where i’m from, they’ll k!ll your blood, brother and cousin, huh

- loe shimmy ytb fatt

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