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shy glizzy - i need mo lyrics
[intro: shy glizzy]
yah
30 30
gg 4l
[chorus: shy glizzy]
the plug, he be droppin’ off the load (oh)
informant in your clique, he gotta go (go, rat)
my hitters, they’ll come and sn-tch your soul (woah)
all i wanted was some dough, now, and i need more (oh, i need more)
i got me some paper, i need more (oh, i need more)
now and i got me some haters, i need more (oh, i need more)
i got all these bad b-tches, i need more (oh, i need more)
and my son, he is a rich kid, he need more, oh (he need more)
[verse 1: shy glizzy]
throwin’ up them sevens, n-gga, you know what i’m reppin’ (tre-7)
and we keep them weapons, every n-gga want me steppin’ (oh)
country b-tch so s-xy, uh, she come down from texas (oh)
b-tch cappin’’ estrogen, they kicked her out of the lexus (skrrt)
it get cold, i put on minks to cover up my gun (brr)
and my son had cuban links ever since that he was one (on god)
earned my stripes, i asked the streets, they said you ain’t got none (hahaha)
b-tch, it’s gg for life, you finish off where you begun (gg, for life)
lil’ b-tch, you know we ’bout that sh-t, don’t act like you r-t-rded
and if i had a problem with you, n-gga i would solve it (uh huh)
my brother, that’s my partner, i ain’t have no f-ckin’ father (he murdered)
no, i’m not from harlem, but i’m a f-ckin’ globetrotter (ah, ah, ah, yeah)
[chorus: shy glizzy]
the plug, he be droppin’ off the load (oh)
informant in your clique, he gotta go (go, rat)
my hitters, they’ll come and sn-tch your soul (woah)
all i wanted was some dough, now, and i need more (oh, i need more)
i got me some paper, i need more (oh, i need more)
now and i got me some haters, i need more (oh, i need more)
i got all these bad b-tches, i need more (oh, i need more)
and my son, he is a rich kid, he need more, oh (he need more)
[verse 2: 3 glizzy]
i used to trap right in front of the store
i ran that up and i need me some more
come to my trap, you get searched at the door
your b-tch a freak, i f-cked her on the floor
i f-cked that b-tch ’til her p-ssy got sore
we movin’ militant on one accord
my young n-ggas solid, make sure that they straight
i got the arp, i got a drac’
i got them hundreds balled up in the safe
i’m from the projects, now i’m by the lake
i beat the case, and they got it on tape
she let me f-ck, we ain’t go on no date
feds on my -ss, i can’t make no mistakes
my cousin got life, now they tryna escape
been savin’ up because i want a wraith
look back in my past, i done came a long way
i gotta go hard, i ain’t takin no breaks
my nephew is four, he eat lobster and steak
they act like they love me, i know it’s fake
don’t talk on the phone, meet the plug face to face
i send them shooters right there where you stay
they said you ain’t home so i told ’em to wait
they campin’ all night if that’s what it take
you don’t make your funeral, shoot up the wake (murder, murder)
[chorus: shy glizzy]
the plug, he be droppin’ off the load (oh)
informant in your clique, he gotta go (go, rat)
my hitters, they’ll come and sn-tch your soul (woah)
all i wanted was some dough, now, and i need more (oh, i need more)
i got me some paper, i need more (oh, i need more)
now and i got me some haters, i need more (oh, i need more)
i got all these bad b-tches, i need more (oh, i need more)
and my son, he is a rich kid, he need more, oh (he need more)
[outro: shy glizzy]
i need more
i need more
i need more
i need more
i need more
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