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nlu skeet – balenciaga كلمات اغاني

[intro:]
let me pop my sh_t one time, uh
let me pop my
uh, uh, uh, uh

[verse 1:]
i balenciaga’d my feet just to step outside, i ain’t even go nowhere
them lil’ boys ain’t gettin’ no cheese, i can tell you don’t like bein’ over there
too late, gotta’ stay, can’t come over here
got ’em like, “how they get guns in here?”
n_gga must wanna’ die, he ain’t come prepared
we be on the opps ass like undеrwear
we be on thеm n_ggas necks like collars
twelve hunnid’ my jeans from joggers
tracks too, big b’s from [?]
run it up fast, i ain’t need no office
my b_tch bad, i’ont need no model
christian dior, her toes she polished
i’ont acknowledge no ho, keep watchin’
she can get whatever she want an’ i got it
far from your regular
i’m gettin’ gucci, et cetera
i fill the rate on my schedule
i’m so ahead of ’em, can’t f_ck wit’ me on no pedestal
i’m on a whole ‘nother level
no, i’m not your average joe
can’t even speak to my baby, no, she not your average ho
i do whatever they don’t
my gangstas verified, i go where ever i want
i make ’em do more than hate me, they feel me
it ain’t no fibs to no hits, this the real me
they turn they heads when i walk in the building
matter fact, lemme’ walk in the building
i’m tryna chalk up a million
they have whatever they want. give it all to my children
stack it up tall to the ceiling
i told her come wit’ her friends, i’m wit’ all of my n_ggas
i love the trenches one hunnid’ percentage
they can’t keep up, tryna’ follow my image
she offer head, i ain’t bother to hit it
ex_b_tch nosy, in all of my business
way too player to trip off a ho who ain’t nothin’
i gave her back, you can have her
i dropped her off a few hunnid’
i did that sh_t outta’ love, don’t take it for granted
way too player to panick
playboy jumpsuit on me, you play, i embarrass you
i never thought about marriage
b_tch she held it down on my lowest, i might just marry you
they diggin’ me wit’ no shovel, i bury him
i treat him just like my sons, i’ll carry him
they talk about me like, “this sh_t ain’t fair for him”
in the mirror, my only comparison
[chorus:]
y’all be to worried ’bout me and who i’m stickin’ my d_ck in
this paid for, h_ll nah it ain’t rented
it’s a two seater, h_ll nah you can’t get in
i wear 42’s wit’ tracks too, yo’ feet too big, h_ll nah they won’t fit in
wockhardt, perc’ lemonade i’m sippin’
two hoes, me, three way, big pippen, yeah

[verse 2:]
i made a dub on two different occasions
went to the studio for my vacation
i was in jail for my twelfth graduation
can’t wait to say to my momma, “we made it”
was patient, i started off walkin’ and pacin’
then learnt you can’t walk to the paper
you gotta go chase it
i bought her a bracelet
she ain’t even say to me, “thank you,” i took it back, b_tch was ungrateful
i made a promise, i’m done with favours
pick what you want, i got tons of flavours
they be mistakin’ the love for hatin’
i’m in my birkin above the haters
on somethin’ they can’t imagine theyself
i picked it up where they left
i’on’t give a f_ck how they felt, on n0body else
i did this sh_t by myself
i just been playin’ the hand i was dealt
tryna’ compete, they gon’ need ’em some help
keep me a secret, i told her don’t tell
ain’t even know her, unbuckle my belt
started suckin’, give it yo’ all or nothin’
beat up her walls, she runnin’
open yo’ drawers, i’m comin
pass me the ball, won’t fumble
i be involved in money, yeah
i get the bag and i double it up, tryna’ make me a profit
watch everything, but i know n_ggas pockets
paid off my dues, i don’t owe n_ggas nothin’
i won’t preform, i can’t get in with glockies
still on parole, i got it
i got the plug like a socket
i double c her stockings
i’m some’ like a stylist
i take her more then just shoppin’
fly out to cali’ or vegas wit’ me
f_ck on the sand in la on the beach
lookin’ for me, i’m somewhere outta’ reach
product to them, i’m a voice of the streets
i won’t let up
i got my foot on the pedal
i was down bad, now i’m better
i was in jail doin’ sit ups
look at me now, i’m bigger
i had to get it together
[chorus:]
’cause y’all be to worried ’bout me and who i’m stickin’ my d_ck in
this paid for, h_ll nah it ain’t rented
it’s a two seater, h_ll nah you can’t get in
i wear 42’s wit’ tracks too, yo’ feet too big, h_ll nah they won’t fit in
wockhardt, perc’ lemonade i’m sippin’
two hoes, me, three way, big pippen, yeah

[outro:]
had to pop my sh_t one time, uh, uh
had to pop my
had to pop my, yeah

- nlu skeet

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