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youngboiquan – rubbin off the paint (remix) كلمات اغاني

(intro) oou ayy yah yah
ouu ayy oou yah yah
syke n-gga this the remix
youngboi quan

any n-gga got a problem
then they know were i stay
n-ggas talk behind yo back but dont say sh-t to ya face
dont u leave yo b-tch around me cause she bound to get slayed
n-ggas fakin like they gangsta, n-gga get out way
but i’m just runnin runin runnin
do the race to the cash
say he a shoota, n-gga missin
cause he nothin but -ss
flippin bricks like acrobatics
n-gga go get the bag
and i got cheese but no velveeta
that’s why n-ggas be mad
you say you gang
n-gga what you bang
tell me what you claim
you a opp
we dont f-ck wit snakes
uzi leave you stank
i’ma ape n-gga stack the cake
p-ssy n-ggas fake
i got them shootas like the army
tell that n-gga up his weight
i got hittas
white boy he a sniper
pull the trigger he gone hit ya
boy you think you runnin
swear to god that we gone get ya
and all my n-ggas savage we not caring were we hit’em
we just sending bullets flyin and we know them clips gone split’em
and lotta p-ssy n-ggas who be actin like these b-tches
these n-ggas say they real
but in reality they snitchen
dont you let my n-ggas round me
catch that p-ssy n-gga slippin
cause that choppa heat you up
and then yo body come up missin
but she saw a n-gga bandin so i keep a shorty
got some n-ggas in the pin
free my n-gga cory
he got locked up over a b-tch but that’s a different story
this n-gga talkin out his mouth we cookin with the fourty
if you a oppa
body drop ya
with that biggy papa
i heard you talkin to them coppas so we gotta pop ya
i’m smokin gr-ss and i’m zooted while i count my guala
i got lil broski wit the semi and i keep the choppa
and i ain’t really worried bout these b-tch n-ggas
a n-gga try to run up fast then he get hit n-gga
try to guard me the then i’m shootin in yo sh-t n-gga
riding thru and for a p-ssy got that pump n-gga

hunnits cause that’s all i know
cause i’m stackin dough
you want smoke
pull up at yo doe (door)
let them semi’s blow
f-ck a b-tch but i dont want her
tell her -ss to hit the road
might take her back but just to get neck
she crave me on the low
bad b-tches in my f-ckin crib
show’em how i live
man these b-tches really love me cause they know i keep it real
but you fake tellin on yo fam switchen on yo mans
b-tches on me cause i’m made of gwap,i’m runnin up these bands
ouuu,ayy,yah yah
ouuu ayy ouuu yah yah
shout out to that n-gga ybn nahmir man
young boi quan

- youngboiquan

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