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snootie wild - 12 lyrics
[verse 1: yo gotti]
10 milli yo, sponsored by cmg
mac a write a book about who owe me
p-ssy -ss n-ggas gone d.i.e., on sight, a.s.a.p
n-gga say he gonna sn-tch my chain
n-gga better know my name
suicide man the boy insane
he lost his mind that n-gga lost his point
if i’m beefing with a n-gga i’ll f-ck his baby momma
get all in her head and tell that b-tch that i love her
send a pack to my partner
send a demo to a cousin
ooh i got his -ss in the oven
i just seen this money turn a pretty b-tch ugly
time made a n-gga turn state on his cousin
b-tch broke up the whole squad for the p-ssy
never be us, swear to god, or we p-ssy
i f-ck with snootie wild the strong way
all i know is yayo like the song say
money dont fold, its the long way
slow grand, took the long way
my n-ggas my n-ggas forever
enemies, enemies forever
b-tch you whatever
like meek said there’s levels
and choppers are devils
got extended on .40 glocks, i love my beretta
i might just be a gun fanatic cause my eagle a desert
[chorus: yo gotti]
i’ve been selling crack since i was 12
still trying to duck 12 (yep)
old school chevy for twelves
and two grams short no scales
n-gga that 12
i don’t hit the club before 12
i never f-ck with no 12
my b-tch is on 12
and my status so hot
i ain’t trying to f-ck nothing else, yup!
[verse 2: snootie wild]
all a n-gga move is bells
and i move them in dark after 12
four years locked in a cell and they let me out, n-gga, ’round 12
gd is what a n-gga bank and it’s nothing but love screaming 12
f-ck with a mothaf-cking client
i’ll send your whole crew straight to h-ll
n-gga hit a l!ck for like 12 blocks
caught a motherf-cker slipping by the mailbox
my young n-gga got hit with like six shots
that’s why a n-gga walk around here sh-llshocked
i don’t hit the club ’til 12
12 o’clock on my rollie
n-gga might work for the 12
motherf-cker don’t know me
partner called me out for a b-tch, so a n-gga had to bail
big brother gotti told me, don’t trust sh-t in this world
12!
[chorus: yo gotti]
i’ve been selling crack since i was 12
still trying to duck 12 (yep)
old school chevy for twelves
and two grams short no scales
n-gga that 12
i don’t hit the club before 12
i never f-ck with no 12
my b-tch is on 12
and my status so hot
i ain’t trying to f-ck nothing else, yup!
[chorus: yo gotti]
i’ve been selling crack since i was 12
still trying to duck 12 (yep)
old school chevy for twelves
and two grams short no scales
n-gga that 12
i don’t hit the club before 12
i never f-ck with no 12
my b-tch is on 12
and my status so hot
i ain’t trying to f-ck nothing else, yup!
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