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str3tch – bank كلمات اغاني

[intro]
aye hollow run that hoe back
aye
aye aye (hollow)
aye hollow turn me up
b_tch
d_mn hollow

[verse 1: erica banks]
rock and i roll and i hop on this hoe
ain’t no pen i go straight off the top
turn up the bass, lil’ hoe back up out my face
aim that lil’ beam at a opp
hoe i got shooters, hoe i got b_tches who fight
pick what you want in a second
i don’t go rest to club with these b_tches no more
cause these b_tches ain’t real and they messy
hoe i’m the sh_t, no we ain’t stunning yo b_tch
hoe mad i’m running with top off
he coming over no he spending the night
pull up i’m taking the lock off
aye talking that sh_t from thе side sh_t
trip and they knocking yo block off
how you talk all that sh_t from a distance
but can’t buy thе real cause you rocking the knock off
aye lil’ boy go pull up yo pants
counting the pacer then do my lil’ dance
know that sh_t back and he all in a stance
can’t get my number i don’t want a man
how you gone beef when you still got a job b_tch
talk to me when you can quit
how you beef with a b_tch who been harder than you
beef with me when you can spit
i don’t know how cause they know my sh_t poppin
know my sh_t bumpin’ i do it for real
i ain’t be rapping a year in this hoe, but i’m here in this hoe
and i turned down to two deals
i be on camera like “abrakadabra”
pull out the mic they like how do you feel
i’m on a mission on top of these b_tches
just roll me blunt but i’m good on them pills b_tch

[verse 2: str3tch]

hit that lil b_tch skrrt she dropped off
this off the top reverse it top off
n_ggas want beef but we keep that iron
but we still goin’ swing turn this b_tch into top golf
flow so sick go me nauseous
top off cut shooting dice into offices
it’s crazy we really be turning down offers
you can jump like kriss if you kross us
b_tch eat my lap while i’m changing lanes
sh_t sound like meghan and wayne
keep two sticks got them striped on some sh_t
imma up it goin’ look like i’m raising canes
you don’t want smoke n_ggas(?)
you n_ggas holding in up scripts
pockets got c_notes, blue hunnids, whatever
we in the strip club and we throwing crip
don’t f_ck with no pills but you can get drugs
we ain’t got time to be holding no grudge
don’t be confused i ain’t talking bout weed
but we will roll up and smoke all of your buds
i kinda miss pouring up mud
boys be be weak but act all tough in the club
lying you act like bang, you jump by the gang
have you and n_ggas out throwing up blood
hitter so big by the double we blitzing
b_tches suck d_ck no cutter no kissing
got enough game to make any hoe listen
chains on my neck like a video vixen
dancing b_tch throw that ass like a tantrum
she ate the d_ck behind tent like we camping
all this dough and all this flow y’all probably think a n_gga talk about a mansion
i got bars im a rapper
own this bars like a rapper
i don’t drink lean no more i done seen more scripts than an actor
i use to sip medical drank, rap better than me that a h_ll of a prank
sis you better watch these b_tches they snitches
they just some talentless erica bank (got d_mn hold up’)

- str3tch

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