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real boston richey - cheap كلمات أغنية

[intro]
(andree, run it up)

[chorus]
securus cheap, how the f_ck you ain’t sent your doggy nothin’?
them bubbas cheap, how the f_ck you ain’t out here trappin’ nothin’?
them cutters cheap, how the f_ck you ain’t out here clappin’ nothin’?
pull up another beat, every time i drop a song, i’m gettin’ money
you ain’t gon’ clap sh_t, why the f_ck you n_ggas muggin’?
i live my life the right way, out here thuggin’ and i’m druggin’
patek gon’ shine the right way, all rose, sh_t bustin’
she offered to give me backrubs, sh_t, i know she want somethin’

[verse 1]
i cheated a couple months, i wakе up, the b_tch still fussin’
after we f_ck, still got my jеwelry on, the b_tch might steal somethin’
sh_t ’bout over with like, b_tch, you need to drop you a tear or somethin’
stand right over sh_t, every time they play, i’m ready to k!ll me somethin’
all these scars up on my body, n_gga, i still don’t feel nothin’
crash dummy go kamikaze ’cause n_ggas act like they don’t feel guns
i just keep my sh_t discrete, how your daddy should’ve done
told lil’ cuh to push the p, he gotta go do a pill run
told lil’ cuh, “go push the p,” but i ain’t talkin’ ’bout a player side
black truck the hoes and go duck off and let the chauffer drive
i only rock with shooters, stay protected, that’s how i play and slide
might smack the sh_t out a n_gga if he playin’ ’cause we don’t play with fire
don’t treat me like no tutor, y’all f_ck n_ggas’ ass be babified
she rode the d_ck so good, you would think this b_tch right here was made to ride
opps be dyin’ so fast, you would think these n_ggas got paid to die
get off bags so fast, sh_t, i know why n_ggas hate the guys
keep it real with me, in all honesty, sh_t, i hate to lie
say they don’t f_ck with me, but in the truth, sh_t, n_ggas can’t wait to ride
these young n_ggas be weak, that’s why i hang out with the older guys
b_tch asked, would i cheat? sh_t, the truth, b_tch, i can’t decide
[chorus]
securus cheap, how the f_ck you ain’t sent your doggy nothin’?
them bubbas cheap, how the f_ck you ain’t out here trappin’ nothin’?
them cutters cheap, how the f_ck you ain’t out here clappin’ nothin’?
pull up another beat, every time i drop a song, i’m gettin’ money
you ain’t gon’ clap sh_t, why the f_ck you n_ggas muggin’?
i live my life the right way, out here thuggin’ and i’m druggin’
patek gon’ shine the right way, all rose, sh_t bustin’
she offered to give me backrubs, sh_t, i know she want somethin’

[verse 2]
if i can’t sit my dog down and tell him the truth, i can’t hang around him
uh, whatever it come to, i’ll go load up and go bang ’bout him
just clap, when i see that n_gga, knock the f_ckin’ fame out him
ever since i lost my cousin, it ain’t been the same without him
uh, uh, it ain’t been the same
get a million cash, n_gga, i still wouldn’t even change
n_gga, i still won’t change the game
n_gga, i still won’t change for fame
still f_ck on my hoes the same
won’t get mad when i’m to blame

- real boston richey

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