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stunna 4 vegas - in dat mode كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
i get in that f_ckin’ mode
slime, he record, then go
(tell no heart i’m finna get in my f_ckin’ mode) it ain’t no studio

[chorus]
ayy, look, i get in that f_ckin’ mode (ayy, let’s go)
slime, he record, then go (go)
you know this money just like these hoes, that sh_t come and go (that sh_t come and go)
i’m that same lil’ dirty_ass n_gga clutchin’ fire up by that corner store (bah)
me and glo, we was out there all night, it wasn’t no studio (go)
dark nights, we lost some dog fights and sm_t some groupie hoes (uh, uh, uh)
uh, i hit that b_tch, then diss her like ricky rubio
b_tch can’t run from no fully, my lil’ youngin catch his sh_t like he julio (frrt, frrt, go)
b_tch n_gga been done blew so much of that sh_t, they can’t see through the smoke (b_tch n_gga)

[verse]
i been stepped, i don’t tippy_toe
i do the gig, then hit the road
i done ran my paper up off k!llin’ shows and sellin’ songs (paper up, n_gga)
i can’t never sell my soul, my brother still be sellin’ ‘bows
yeah, glo and jefe made it home, but tris still locked down in a hole (gang)
makin’ swoles, get somethin’ stained
you play your role (bratt), get ’em spanked
he tryna troll (gratt, gratt), i get you straight
you get him gone, we eat his plate (come on), my patience low
glo just did that time, he tryna slide and go up the score (uh, uh, uh)
secure that bag, rewind ‘fore i retire, we’ll go up some more (come on)
n_gga, you ain’t never tap no hat or make blood shed, then what you clutchin’ for? (huh?)
i came in twenty deep with slimes, we made him tuck his ho (bratt, bratt, bratt)
i ain’t finna do no ‘flauging, show that fire and jefe buck his pole (come on)
uh, i ain’t finna send no diss, b_tch, i td sh_t like [?]
[chorus]
ayy, look, i get in that f_ckin’ mode
slime, he record, then go (go, record)
you know this money just like these hoes, that sh_t come and go (that sh_t, go)
i’m that same lil’ dirty_ass n_gga clutchin’ fire up by that corner store (bah, go, go)
me and glo, we was out there all night, it wasn’t no studio (go)
dark nights, we lost some dog fights and sm_t some groupie hoes (uh, what else? uh, uh)
uh, i hit that b_tch, then diss her like ricky rubio (uh)
b_tch can’t run from no fully, my lil’ youngin catch his sh_t like he julio (frrt, uh, frrt, uh, uh)
b_tch n_gga been done blew so much of that sh_t, they can’t see through the smoke (b_tch n_gga)

- stunna 4 vegas

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