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peewee longway & cassius jay – c.o.d. كلمات اغاني

[intro]
ain’t got sh_t for free, yeah
ain’t got sh_t for free, i need c.o.d
ain’t got none for free
ain’t got none for free
ain’t got none for free, i need c.o.d
ain’t got none for free, i need c.o.d
it gon’ be rip when you f_ck with me
it gon’ be
(that boy cassius)
(swagdot)

[chorus: peewee longway]
i ain’t got sh_t for free, i need a c.o.d. (i need cash)
my pistol stay on me, it’s gon’ be r.i.p (r.i.p.)
yeah they do that, head chest and stomach where they shoot at (bop, bop, shoot at)
jumpin’ out them jeeps we rockin’ bayou like a new jack (like i’m by_by)
fo’_fo’ at your crewneck, yeah they do that (pop)
runnin’ through bands, and bought a new benz, i’m thinkin’ ’bout matte black (matte matte)
ridin’ in a lyft with a thousand eight grams, they callin’ it cash stacks (cash stacks)
.448s in the backpack (woah)
i had to hit ’em with the lack_lack (hit it)

[verse 1: peewee longway]
jump in the bentley relax
young n_gga choppin’ the stick like a axe (bop)
the pack come quickly, like we faxed it (gone)
yeah, we back to whackin, back to droppin’ caskets
tell ’em r.i.p., ’cause we heard a n_gga askin
flavor just like baskin, when i pull up in the aston (skrrt skrrt)
i just got the drop on where you at, i heard you lackin’
i just popped up over you, i feel like i’m aladdin (pop)
i heard that it’s up and then it’s stuck then i’m on addy’s (stuck there)
wake up watch the mailman back that truck up with my packages
vacuum seal it, beat it out the backdoor with my savages
b_tch can’t suck my d_ck, ’cause she got way too many cavaties
twenty_fours on my bentley watch the forgi’s change the gravity
i been catchin’ bodies since a youngin like i’m cassidy
i just keep it gangster with the gangsters, that’s my strategy (what’s up gangsters?)
i got bourne identity, they call me longway jagger
homie just put fifty in the w_nkster, he tryna whack ’em
[chorus: peewee longway]
i ain’t got sh_t for free, i need a c.o.d. (i need cash)
my pistol stay on me, it’s gon’ be r.i.p (r.i.p.)
yeah they do that, head chest and stomach where they shoot at (bop, bop, shoot at)
jumpin’ out them jeeps we rockin’ bayou like a new jack (like i’m by_by)
fo’_fo’ at your crewneck, yeah they do that (pop)
runnin’ through bands, and bought a new benz, i’m thinkin’ ’bout matte black (matte matte)
ridin’ in a lyft with a thousand eight grams, they callin’ it cash stacks (cash stacks)
.448s in the backpack (woah)
i had to hit ’em with the lack_lack (hit it)

[verse 2: mpa yikes]
ridin’ in the aston (uh)
k!ll a n_gga in fashion (skrrt)
my phone at home, but my chopper on assassin (bow bow)
time to bust a move, boy i move like i’m assassin
fake gangster actin’
this is not a movie, when you die it’s nothing after (nothing after)
you can watch the fire jump out the draco like a dragon (bow bow, dragon)
lacking with your d_ck out, and your ho send me your addy
i can spend a fifty with the savages for a tragedy
the first n_gga get hit, my young n_gga gon’ start braggin’ (blaow, blaow)
keep the cameras at the house, bring the lights, camera, action
tryna to hit the first target, but we do the sh_t with passion
better not disagree (d_mn)
better not mention me (what)
you better not mention we (you better)
i put you on tv, d_mn
just for actin’ like you bad, d_mn
man down, n_gga, too bad
my lawyer beat the case and disappear just like shazam
like what you gon’ do in a jam?
you gon’ pay me for all of my grams, n_gga
[chorus: peewee longway]
i ain’t got sh_t for free, i need a c.o.d. (i need cash)
my pistol stay on me, it’s gon’ be r.i.p (r.i.p.)
yeah they do that, head chest and stomach where they shoot at (bop, bop, shoot at)
jumpin’ out them jeeps we rockin’ bayou like a new jack (like i’m by_by)
fo’_fo’ at your crewneck, yeah they do that (pop)
runnin’ through bands, and bought a new benz, i’m thinkin’ ’bout matte black (matte matte)
ridin’ in a lyft with a thousand eight grams, they callin’ it cash stacks (cash stacks)
.448s in the backpack (woah)
i had to hit ’em with the lack_lack (hit it)

- peewee longway cassius jay

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