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tay b - own shit lyrics
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intro:
(coach me joey)
all facts lil n-gg-, huh?
man…huh
verse 1:
these…n-gg-s…wearing…wires, in they attire though
send my lil n-gg- in meijers, like he michael though
keep a real snotty nose, cuz i’m icy though
you be beating on yo hoes, you like ikey though
huh, my daddy was a kingpin
i’m just like him, i just wanna see my team win
overdose on bullsh-t, thats what yo fein did
i just gained 10 pounds, thats what the lean did
uh, i don’t ask where a n-gg- at
we just do us, we don’t like to get into that
i just put her on the road & stuff em where her liver at
ruth chris the only place we eating dinner at
on the road for days, music sh-t got me missing plays
see we chasing real bags, we ain’t doing sh-t for fame
hit saks & act a -ss, yeah they say i misbehaved
i ain’t f-ck her, she was funky tell that b-tch to bathe
when you a family, baby everybody get a chain
when we get grammy’s ain’t n-body gone have sh-t to say
i ain’t got sh-t for em, they ain’t have sh-t for tay
stop talking ‘bout what you had, you ain’t got sh-t today
hook:
huh, lil n-gg- get yo own sh-t
huh, stop bragging ‘bout yo home’s sh-t
huh, stop bragging ‘bout that old sh-t
yeah, lil n-gg- get yo own sh-t
uh, had to boss up on my old b-tch
yeah, plain 36 that’s my old kit
she f-cked me on the low, you ain’t know sh-t
huh, lil n-gg- get yo own b-tch
verse 2:
i got my own crib, got my own b-tch
f-cked some cold hoes, i got a long list
naw my pants ain’t tight they just fit me, huh
you walk around with big -ss pants & they empty, huh
k!ll a rapper & his fans if he diss me, huh
don’t f-ck with n-gg-s, they some actors & they iffy, huh
yeah we got that cornbread, this ain’t jiffy, huh
n-gg-s know i ain’t shy with this glizzy, huh
i…heard…you be beating on her
no…wonder…why she cheating on ya
so she slide through & let me put a beating on her
the bed going out, you can hear the squeaks on it
take my chain off my neck & make her lick on it
i ain’t stingy, baby i’ll spend some chips on it
my life a movie, baby lights, camera, action
i really f-cked the city up, kilpatrick
taking care of muhf-cka’s, i make sh-t happen
the only thing that i fear is these backstabbers
i’ma brush that sh-t off like it never happened
wake up, go to garrett, cop another necklace
hook:
huh, lil n-gg- get yo own sh-t
huh, stop bragging ‘bout yo home’s sh-t
huh, stop bragging ‘bout that old sh-t
yeah, lil n-gg- get yo own sh-t
uh, had to boss up on my old b-tch
yeah, plain 36 that’s my old kit
she f-cked me on the low, you ain’t know sh-t
huh, lil n-gg- get yo own b-tch
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