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spmb bills - free heat lyrics
[verse 1: spmb bills]
these n-gg-s still ain’t give me my respect yet
these n-gg-s don’t have bodies, never smelled death
this nina knock your body out your outfit
i can hit you, wall ever spark you like outlets
nina had two bodies on it, had to toss that
see this foreign sh-t i’m rocking, ain’t come out yet
n-gg-s talking paperwork, like where the mouse at?
i ain’t hustle 8 months and had to bounce back
know i move that sour d, talking that weed back
n-gg-s know i palm the trees, like where the heats at?
shawty bad, p-ssy water, tryna eat that
legs up, bondage, she make her -ss clap
how you come through, tryna shoot and get your mans clapped?
thought you was gon win that truck and got your -ss tapped
-blat blat-, you see the put back
glizzy hit you out your kicks before you look back
n-gg-s talking beef sh-t, they know i cook that
and the city on my shoulder like a bookbag
liquor sale, after sale, playing phone tag
in the field, i’m the deal, you ain’t know man?
we don’t drill, we just peel at your door man
catch a body, we don’t talk, we don’t know man
i was raised up by myself, ain’t have no old man
grandma told me mind my business, do my own thang
know the [?], shining diamonds, see this sh-t bling
know i hit him on consignment when the phone rang
but he only wanted half, don’t want the whole thing
aiming for shawty head, shot in her nose ring
channel 12 said shawty dead, we screaming “poor thing”
that was p-ssy n-gg-s get, dissing the pain gang
channel 12 said shawty dead, we screaming “poor thing”
that was p-ssy n-gg-s get, dissing the pain gang
that’s some sh-t that you should never do
five bands for the painting in my other room
a tray of knowledge, f-cked [?] in my brother room
since broken bones and vs stones, i’m getting better too
don’t try to play me, send that p-ssy, ain’t no pedestal
i’m living comfortable, jewelry shining, getting money too
n-gg-s know i got that bmw s550 too
in adidas, about to go dumb, spin 3 or 2
versace fit, that’s 101, spend 42
i am known as president, not “who are you?”
got sh-t, switching lanes, my money grew
i came through, the range new, that’s number 2
i f-cked selena, that b-tch sabrina my other boo
they sucking d-ck, they switching sides, like sh-t is cool
you know the rules, we totting rugs, we coming through
i got the crib, i got the cars, what ima do?
i see a fool, i’m going hard, i gotta shoot
you see the doors, you know it’s four, i got the coupe
i get the pent, top floor, right by the roof
cops come, gun gone, this sh-t is poof
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