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team eastside snoop - hurricane harvey lyrics

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[verse 1: peezy]
the lil sh_t you do, boy you call that winning?
gave your ho a [?] f_ck, but i don’t call it trickin
n_ggas wearing fake sh_t, like we don’t know the difference
n_ggas tryna come around like we don’t know they snitching
let the foreign run, toss vallay the keys
you look rich on instagram, but you ain’t making cheese
money falling out the ceiling, b_tch it’s raining cheese
fell asleep getting some head, cause i was drinking lean
do a doughnut in the h_llcat, then hit the gass
50 in this luie bag, and i ain’t hit the stash
never learned how to flip, but i can flip a bag
roli hanging out the window, making n_ggas mad
yeah you was thе sh_t when you was in your prime
till we hit thе club, and seat you in the line
red bottoms on my feet, ain’t have to stand in line
my n_gga dealing with [?] did a dime

[chorus: peezy]
20 bands on me, boy don’t get me started
cause i flood this b_tch ike hurricane harvy
left the foreign running, told vallay to park it
we finna flood this b_tch like hurricane harvy
told the plug bring it, i don’t want no [?]
and we gon flood the streets like hurricane harvy
pointers in the bezzle, man that sh_t’s enormous
imma finna flood the band like hurricane harvy
[verse 2: team eastside snoop]
blew the whole watch, n_gga f_ck a bezzle
blew some bands on my b_tch, cause she so special
f_ck your baby daddy, i’m on another level
[?] t with the monkey, burrberry sweater
burrgandy h_llcat, with the [?]
f_ck a n_gga baby mama, cause i’m bagged up
f_ck a bich and her sister, that’s a [?]
i blow all this sh_t, cause i’m fed up
brand new roli, with the car too
red new gucci t with the scarf too
n_gga i love this sh_t to death, i gave my heart to it
i f_ck your main b_tch, and leave you scarred stupid

[chorus: peezy]
20 bands on me, boy don’t get me started
cause i flood this b_tch ike hurricane harvy
left the foreign running, told vallay to park it
we finna flood this b_tch like hurricane harvy
told the plug bring it, i don’t want no [?]
and we gon flood the streets like hurricane harvy
pointers in the bezzle, man that sh_t’s enormous
imma finna flood the band like hurricane harvy

[verse 3: 42 dugg]
finna flood this b_tch
[?] thug and get rich
40 pointers in the wrist
we the only n_ggas with paper
[?] for my b_tch
ain’t it crazy that chain got him hating
your name on the statement
like i ain’t made the papers
my name got her f_cking
[?] getting money
you n_ggas fronting
keep that sh_t a hundred
i heard you doing sh_t for nothing
i do this for my brother
f_ck a dub [?]
and if a n_gga playing, f_ck the [?] for him
[chorus: peezy]
20 bands on me, boy don’t get me started
cause i flood this b_tch ike hurricane harvy
left the foreign running, told vallay to park it
we finna flood this b_tch like hurricane harvy
told the plug bring it, i don’t want no [?]
and we gon flood the streets like hurricane harvy
pointers in the bezzle, man that sh_t’s enormous
imma finna flood the band like hurricane harvy

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