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sylvy - shh lyrics

shh
n_gga keep quiet
gotta look through the back door
gotta look through the front door
gotta look through the peephole
got the gun at the window fa fa
got the gun at the window fa fa
got the gun at the window

gotta look through the back door back door
gotta look through the front door front door
gotta look through the peephole peephole
gotta gun at the window the window
gotta look through the back door back door
gotta look through the front door front door
gotta look through the peephole peephole
gotta gun at the window

i gotta look cause these n_ggas tryna plot
i’ma young ass n_gga and i’m gettin’ to the guap
i gotta rack on me, i gotta stack it to the top
i gotta b_tch on me, and her lip won’t lock
i gotta strap on me don’t try to run up in my spot
money money money b_tch i gotta get the cake
don’t get on top b_tch i just want your face
sold dope to your homeboy and it got laced
h_llo, my name is sylvy
come to my city you i’m gettin’ litty
just like ice cream she wanna l!ck me
one two three times but she won’t kiss me
i feel like i should be going straight to the nba
i be flowin’ like the ocean tell your hoe to move away
every time i look back at my life i know i’m headed straight
lookin’ at you slippin’ cause i know that you be busy hatin’
get to the hunnids and fifty’s
i’m on the top of the building
you cannot uh play me
got em’ movin’ shifty
i be on my sh_t, yes of course
hand me diapers
these n_ggas unprofessional smokin’ wit’ no lighter
and i been the tightest like v_g_n_s
smokin’ on dope, hit the road
gotta go, got this hoe and she know i’ma pro
america’s finest
and even though i taste good we not wine and dining
no

- sylvy lyrics

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