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trdee - 5th season كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
(green light)
turn his whip in—
yeah, okay

[chorus]
turn his whip into a double cup, we left it leanin’
i cannot squash a thing, i gotta get even
i am not no f_ckin’ rookie, this my fifth season
pulled baby leggings down, she already leakin’
my n_gga b_tch tryna f_ck, please stop temptin’ me
in the lab cookin’ up like i love chemistry
please don’t be alarmed, that’s just for the enemy
chopper spit like triple h and slime you like the pedigree, okay

[verse]
ice got me stuffy, probably why she blew me like a nose (sh_t)
froze up when you seen the glock and made him strike a pose
trdee like the gym teacher, made her touch her toes (ayy)
bald head b_tch wanna f_ck, she look like amber rose (come here)
he caught a couple bullets, sent him to the upper room
my n_gga trippin’, he be slidin’ while he off a shroom
smokin’ sixty dollar eighthies, this exotic fume (sh_t)
we up four on the opps, somebody get the broom (four, lame)
(let’s go)
gang like the bulls back in ’96
shooter got b_tter fingers, always droppin’ sh_t
i might hit her off the l!ck, show her how i get (come here)
i ain’t worried ’bout n0body, n_ggas not on sh_t (they not)
watch how you talk to me, b_tch, i am not a scrub (i swear)
i’m addicted to the money, it’s my favorite drug (i need it)
i feel like aladdin on this thousand dollar rug (sh_t)
you know you gotta take a l before you get the dub
you know you gotta suck it first before i put it in
if he survive the first blitz, he gettin’ hit again
if we catch you with them n_ggas, gotta take you, too
let my mans have it, f_ck around and throw the [?]
drac’ hit his ass, had him flippin’ like gymnastics
why you got that gun? you not cut to even blast it
i ain’t even want her, john stockton, had to pass it
thick bad b_tch stay out in dallas like a maverick
stay out the way in your lane, that’s what i be on
she was braggin’ to her friend, now she wanna tag along
he ain’t make it to the spittle, heard they hit him in his dome
you don’t even pay a single bill, boy, you not f_ckin’ grown
[chorus]
turn his whip into a double cup, we left it leanin’
i cannot squash a thing, i gotta get even
i am not no f_ckin’ rookie, this my fifth season
pulled baby leggings down, she already leakin’
my n_gga b_tch tryna f_ck, please stop temptin’ me
in the lab cookin’ up like i love chemistry
please don’t be alarmed, that’s just for the enemy
chopper spit like triple h and slime you like the pedigree, okay (slime your ass)

- trdee

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