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quaydee - face lyrics

[intro: quaydee & benjicold]
uhhh, yeah, mingo, lets go
yeah, ha, haha
mingo, haha, quaydee’
yeah’

[verse: benjicold]
i’m laughin’ our way to the bank
you f_ckin a hoe, and she stank
and im sippin’ that wock and its pink
he talkin’ that sh_t but that lil n_gga jank
and i got lil glock and it shoot at yo face
and that sucka’ it pray everywhere like a mace
and i score on a pint and i score on a ace (huh, huh, yeah)
b_tch i get that bag wha’ f_ck did you think
b_tch im that foreign and i switch lanes (yeah)
b_tch im clean like some bleach, butcha’ lil ass is a stain (yeah, stain)
i remember being big as h_ll in that helmutlang (ha, ha) (yeah)
now this b_tch she calling my phone sayin’ she my fan (she my fan)
told that p_ssy ass n_gga leave me lonе (ha, ha)
you’on know my names james (my name jamеs)
hop in motha f_ckin’ h_llcat skrt (ha) (h_llcat, aye)
that b_tch like aye (skrt)
f_ckin tha’ maf_ckin’ ho and im f_ckin’ that bih
f_ck her face (f_ckin’ her face)
[verse 1: quaydee]
they be like quaydee you crashin’
thats what i do when i get out my lane (yeah)
i’m tryna chill but im done being passive
the next n_gga play getting shot in the face (blah)
my n_ggas dont know anything (shh)
but i bet they was there when i blew out his brain
he had ah (???) i gave him a fade, yeah these n_ggas be plane

[bridge: quaydee]
remember the day when i wah’ havin nothing
but n_gga today man that just ain’t the case
i was a young n_gga head vv’s, now i got vv’s all on my waste
n_ggas be hopin that boy be the police
i swear the boys be the maf_ckin jakes
onna’ ya n_gga that carry a sword, be with my dawgs im finna (???)
remember the day when i wah’ havin nothing
but n_gga today man that just ain’t the case
i was a young n_gga head vv’s, now i got vv’s all on my waste
n_ggas be hopin that boy be the police
i swear the boys be the maf_ckin jakes
onna’ ya n_gga that carry a sword, be with my dawgs im finna (???)

[verse 2: quaydee]
step on yo face till it break (what)
whats on my back its a maf_ckin’ k (ah k)
i can not carry the weight
yeah im skinny but my pockets they so outta shape
quaydee your causing (????)
i don’t give a f_ck ima shoot on my way
young n_gga be on some savage sh_t
you got a average b_tch, im finna f_ck anyway
she get a uber and then im gon’ do her
so come pick her up because this ho couldn’t stay
freaky bih crazy she hittin a backflip
im finna get in her mouth like a black tip
im getting p_ssy and blue hunnids catnip
f_ck with the gang n_gga ggo wack sh_t
told that bih (????) ima fax it
twenty five gram a n_gga how he taxin’
b_tch ima turn a n_gga into some past tense
i lift some weight up off him like he fastin’
what size she is? im just askin
lil b_tch im just playing you can’t get her back b_tch
aright lights camorra, real action
play with the gang and my n_ggas get active
f_ckin your new b_tch on your new mattress
is that your new strap, yeah like last (???)
but im still finna sn_tch it, making me mad, he blew a gasket
(???) we gon’ make sure you fit in a maf_ckin casket
toatin that gun but i know that you b_tch made
why you got it you not finna blast it
f_ckin my ex b_tch on to the next b_tch
i dont not miss her, not even a tad bit
im tryna get to the bread, get to that lettuce
and im finna make me a sandwich
(???) im off a perc, tie up her hair and then she go to work
walk in the club i know i finna flirt
(???) but i know im a maf_ckin jerk
the draco singing like lil vert, wait no the drac finna sing like a drac
[outro: quaydee]
a drac, yeah drac finna spit in his face
bad b_tch invited me over she just tryna come over
she just tryna give me that face

- quaydee lyrics

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