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mississippi sno - fea lyrics
[pre_chorus: boosie badazz]
boosie badazz, f_ck ’em all, to say, “f_ck ’em all,”
f_ck ’em, f_ck ’em all, to say, “f_ck ’em all,”
f_ck ’em, f_ck ’em all, to say, “f_ck ’em all,”
f_ck ’em,f_ck ’em all, to say, “f_ck ’em all,”
f_ck ’em, just told my little dogs, i don’t trust no n_ggas
them n_ggas be wanting your f_cking chain
n_ggas be wanting your f_cking b_tch
talking down on a n_gga’s name, i don’t trust no hoe
them hoes be going from gang to gang
f_cking on n_ggas and telling their business, on jesus’ name
[verse 1: mississippi sno]
cut ’em all, i keep it ballin’
f_ck boy, don’t call me, taking no short or no loss
add that sh_t up, i got the sauce
make ’em wonder how a fat boy got all that muscle
them boys need to catch up, i got the mustard
riding, smoking a purple pound
feel it mild, black and purple punch
you, thought she was feeling you
you, thought she was feeling you, nah, just a f_cking munch
i’m keeping real with thеse motherf_ckers
i havе no time to chill with these motherf_ckers
two_faced ass buster, “i’m sucker_free in this b_tch,”
two_faced ass busta, i’m just trying to get rich
it’s mississippi sno, bloodhound, boosie badazz, and dj flippp
[chorus: boosie badazz]
f_ck ’em all, like, “f_ck ’em all,”
f_ck ’em, f_ck ’em all, like, “f_ck ’em all,”
f_ck ’em, f_ck ’em all, like, “f_ck ’em all,”
f_ck ’em, f_ck ’em all, like, “f_ck ’em all,”
f_ck ’em, just told my little dogs, i don’t trust no n_ggas
them n_ggas be wanting your f_cking chain
n_ggas be wanting your f_cking b_tch
talking down on a n_gga’s name, i don’t trust no hoe
them hoes be going from gang to gang
f_cking on n_ggas and telling their business, on jesus’ name
i don’t trust no n_ggas, them n_ggas be wanting your f_cking chain
n_ggas be wanting your f_cking b_tch
talking down on a n_gga’s name, i don’t trust no hoe
them hoes be going from gang to gang
f_cking on n_ggas and telling their business, on jesus’ name
[verse 2: ryan woodc_ck]
uh, touch on, locked on, call the cops on
bagging and we tagging, don’t get me bragging
am i bragging? am i lacking? it’s something you gotta see
“m_i_ss_i_ss_i_ppi,” everybody knows
with the bloodhound flow, we show ’em how it goes
do we leave it in park? do we leave it start?
but when the beat starts, bless your heart
i’ma make gravy, raise this baby
ain’t the one to cry any day, take your life and take a knife
and cut your ass up with every little slice
get the step and run the fade, home_bred, white southern_made
i take her old, throwing chain
and i hope it go coke a lemonade
bloodhound smoking indoors, no pretending
real as i be, do you comprehend?
i’m really the billy the kid, do you know what he did?
pulling the trigger, your ego don’t let me scare you a bit
i dare you
[chorus: boosie badazz]
i don’t trust no n_ggas, them n_ggas be wanting your f_cking chain
n_ggas be wanting your f_cking b_tch, talking down on a n_gga’s name
i don’t trust no hoe, them hoes be going from gang to gang
f_cking on n_ggas and telling their business, on jesus’ name
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