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slump6s - bone lyrics
[chorus]
i f_ck around, put a rack in a zone
f_ckin’ that ho, i ain’t bringin’ her home
n_gga’s, they callin’, ain’t pick up the phone
i call my brudda, to tell him i’m on
big glock, send that n_gga to rome
big dog, i just need me a bone
walk into choo wit’ my bruddas, b_tch
i’m finna ball wit’ my bruddas, huh?
i get money, what a mother_, huh?
i’m the top dog, ain’t no other, huh?
pulled off, in that hummer
you know lil’ kota, f_ckin’ up the summer
run up a check, then i get another
b_tches get checked, then we pushin’ under, huh?
[verse]
i just might hit up rodeo
yeah, my b_tch, she [?] (ha)
p_ssy get knotted like kayo, yeah
i’m wit’ my ho, n_gga, kato, yeah
spin his crib, look like a draco, yeah
big f_ckin’ chop, it’s a draco, yeah
hop off thе flight, i go right to the stu’
’cause thesе n_ggas know that i don’t play ho, yeah
i did this sh_t on my own (yeah)
on bro, this sh_t not a joke, uh_huh
my wrist, it look like a boat, uh_huh
hop on the beat, and i float, uh_huh
tried to push me, but he choked, uh_huh
tried to push me, but he sold out
told that b_tch she wasn’t doin it right
now that b_tch started usin’ her whole mouth
you was supposed to be the realest n_gga
how the f_ck you turn to a ho now?
i’m only seventeen, been countin’ figures
i’m finna go buy me a home now
that n_gga tweakin’, he still off them jiggas
now n0body callin’ his phone now
these n_ggas really be b_tchin’ in us
i’m finna go fly right to rome now
i got yo’ b_tch in the room
i’m in la, not talkin’ capone, ah
i really been in my zone
i got women to buy my chrome, ah
rockin’ sh_t, you get jowned
all this stress sh_t, leave me alone, hah
b_tch, i been tickin’ you on
i don’t know what the f_ck he be on, ah
[bridge]
i ain’t wit’ that
n_ggas b_tch, and i know they be kit_kat
catch yo’ brudda, boy, go get ya’ l!ck back
me and you, n_gga, that sh_t a miss_match
arp on my lap, it go, “cl_t_clat”
and that glock in my hand, it got kickback
i might sign on yo’ ass gettin’ kickback
i ain’t lackin’ b_tch i’m stayin’ wit’ that
got yo’ ho bro, come get yo’ b_tch back
in a big body, b_tch, i’ma peel off
n_ggas talkin’ ’bout that, that done fell off
p_ssy n_gga, you ain’t even been on
disrespectful lil’ n_gga, get spit on (ack_tff)
what you gon’ do ’bout it?
how yo’ b_tch a lil’ ho, you ain’t knew ’bout it?
took yo’ b_tch, and i bought her a new body, hrr
[chorus]
i f_ck around, put a rack in a zone
f_ckin’ that ho, i ain’t bringin’ her home
n_gga’s, they callin’, ain’t pick up the phone
i call my brudda, to tell him i’m on
big glock, send that n_gga to rome
big dog, i just need me a bone
walk into choo wit’ my bruddas, b_tch
i’m finna ball wit’ my bruddas, huh?
i get money, what a mother_, huh?
i’m the top dog, ain’t no other, huh?
pulled off, in that hummer
you know lil’ kota, f_ckin’ up the summer
run up a check, then i get another
b_tches get checked, then we pushin’ under, huh?
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