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trapmob los & twanymaine3z - aye aye (ebk diss) كلمات أغنية

[intro]
ooh, gang, gang
trapmob ent, never too much
stop playing
f_ck these n_ggas talking about
aye twanymaine, what’s happening?

[verse 1: trapmob los & twanymaine3z]
we keep 7.62’s wherever we go (wherever we go)
big sh_t for n_ggas acting like they debo (like he debo)
i’ll leave him swimming with the fishes like he nemo (like he nemo)
i can’t f_ck with n_ggas circle smaller than a peephole (than a peephole)
i can trust a b_tch just as far as i can see hoes (i can see hoes)
i ain’t talking qc, but i know a couple migos (couple migos)
brodie got a whack jumper, but he’ll shoot you like a free throw (like a free throw)
brodie got a whack jumper, but he’ll shoot you like a free throw (boom, boom, boom, boom)
b_tch, it’s twenty thousand every time i do the money dance (money dance)
big forty on my hip make him tap dance (tap dance)
told my b_tch before she leave the stove, grab some rubber bands (rubber bands)
every time she check trap, she put it in my hands (in my hands)
every time your b_tch eat the d_ck, she use both hands (both hands)
i need a hoe, i ain’t lookin’ for no romance (romance)
every time your b_tch eat the d_ck she use both hands (both hands)
i need a hoe i ain’t lookin’ for no romance
aye, aye, b_tch, you better ask about me (you better ask about me)
and i ain’t steppin’ in the club unless the strap around me (unless the strap around me)
if you ever up that pole on me, b_tch, you better down me (b_tch, you better down me)
only n_ggas that’ll step get to step around me (get to step around me)
if your name on that work, n_ggas stay for ’round me (n_ggas stay for ’round me)
how you n_ggas bullin’ when you pc up up in the county (you guys pc)
how the f_ck i’m deep up in this water but i ain’t drowning (ain’t drowning)
i stay dripping on sh_t like a water fountain (boom, boom, boom, boom)
i kept f_cking up the count but i’m still counting (but i’m still counting)
running up that bag ’til it’s taller than a f_cking mountain
i kept f_cking up the count but i’m still counting (aye, aye, aye)
running up that bag till it’s taller than a f_cking mountain
[verse 2: twanymaine]
where you n_ggas history y’all ain’t got none (sheesh)
you n_ggas met each other last year stop frontin’ (you is not brothers)
dropped a hundred at the hype and ain’t pop nothin’ (you ain’t pop sh_t)
y’all was hangin’ with a snitch and got popped up (free hari b)
free my n_ggas out the cage, them the real thugs (they the real ones)
you n_ggas swingin’ from our nuts, tryna show love ([?])
now y’all actin’ like it’s up over a dirty scrub (f_ck them lil’ dirty n_ggas)
caught him comin’ out the house and we showed up (on my momma)
parked his sh_t and them airbags blowed up (doin’ front flips)
i thought bro was from the west, the one we rolled up ([?])
pc ass n_ggas, you are not tough (you is not hard)
san diego, how the f_ck you turn 21? (what the f_ck?)
north oakland, how the f_ck you turn 21? (what the f_ck?)
west lane, how the f_ck you turn 21? (what the f_ck?)
man, bruh, i’m done (i’m gone bruh)

- trapmob los twanymaine3z

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