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wayne616 - carl legrett 2 lyrics

[verse 1: louie ray]
you talk about me, but won’t tell me it’s sibiminal
i just walked out the trap, i’m a criminal
i’ma scoop [?] like serial
you n_ggas ain’t on sh_t, i’m telling you
i got way too many hoes, i’m telling you
least a hundred racks [?] i’m telling you
we gon’ drive the scats to the shows, i’m telling you
smoking out at least half a boll, i’m telling you
i was just f_cking her, i’m telling you
i don’t trust dawg, he [?] like a snitch, i’m telling you
this the real louie v, i’m telling you
i’m somebody that they can’t remake, i’m telling you

[verse 2: yn jay]
i’m finna f_ck your b_tch, i’m telling you
i’m finna put a b_tch out, i’m telling you
i know a n_gga went to jail, but he was telling too
i know a n_gga graduated, he was a fellin too
i know a n_gga show mе love, but he was jealous too
i know a n_gga hit dawg, hе was selling food
four of wok in [?] i was extra blue
got a [?] but i be blessing too
i be probably mixing up designer, i be dressing [?]
riding with a [?] lettace and some dressing too
i don’t ever f_ck my old b_tches, all my b_tches new
marbel floors what you stepping on, b_tch, the kitchen new
ain’t n0body see when i was whipping [?] kitchen [?]
[?] smoke a big ass backwood [?] kitchen blew
she ain’t knew i beat the [?] but my b_tches knew
i can’t hear one b_tch, i’ma stick and move
i can’t fall in love with no b_tches, ’cause these b_tches [?]
your b_tch smoke cigarettes, she be sipping brews
b_tch, your breath stink bad, smell like pickle juice
hit a b_tch, then i hit her friend, this a switch a roo
mo weed, she gon’ let me f_ck, she be
ah
she be drinking too
[verse 3: louie ray]
i can see the racks clear, they visual
i can’t see my granddad, but i’m hearing you
this life is truely a blessing, i’m spiritual
i’m [?] rich indevidual
[?] i’m telling you
i sold crack to a [?] racks, i’m telling you
she came through to get her back cracked, i’m telling you
that was your b_tch, i wouldn’t want her back, i’m telling you
two fifty for the hat, i’m telling you
off white shirt match the hat, i’m telling you
today i’m wearing twenty five racks, i’m telling you
out of all the hoes i f_cked, most is rats, i’m telling you
got a [?] i’m telling you
we just made the rap game change, i’m telling you
me and jay worth the most racks, i’m telling you
ain’t even gotta ask do we charge back? i’m telling you

- wayne616 lyrics

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