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yung smoody - droppin lo's كلمات أغنية

brrrr
dropped the lo to the spot, i’m creepin finna head home
she said she fighting to keep this sh_t alive, i said she dead wrong
tell that ho to put the pencil down, i ain’t got time to be lead on
knowing if she f_cks with me she can eat like 30 burgers cause my bread long
so i’m dippin, grippin, slidin, ridin
hope them laws don’t get behind me cause i’m smoking while i’m driving
know it’s summertime, h_town, and them b_tches be profilin
keep that pistol on my side cause they young n_ggas out here wildling, just like nick cannon
sent my b_tch out to las vegas just like rich gannon
just want to rap and get throwed, nothing like ugk, like payton manning
i can drop a feather, call my brudda, they spending on they silly f_nny[?]
she thought that p_ssy was going to get her in, now she’s staying in the hamptons
she staying in some deep night
gotta keep the feet right
know the jackers are out at night, so i ain’t stopping for no street light
i’m slidin to the crib, i’m finna bust shhh, don knotts
she like the way i drip, plus i kick flavor like a roundhouse
she don’t get the main crib, i sent the addy to the townhouse
she like “what city you in?” and i told her “b_tch, this poundtown”
all these n_ggas jock my flavors so she see it’s going down down
and this life sh_t ain’t a movie, i can’t let her catch my blindside
beat me to the crib, i’m in the house, i’m trying to straighten up
just f_cked a b_tch last night, the bed messy, i’m trying to make it up
supposed to be here at 8:30, d_mn this b_tch late as f_ck
left a rubber on the floor, that b_tch nasty, i’m trying to rake it up
she sent me a text that said she’s five minutes out
i put them clothes in they closet and stuck my gun under that couch
i’m logging out my netflix, she already know what this about
soon as she walk in through that door, i’m driving d_ck off in her mouth
nah, for real
this a dangerous game you give a ho a addy you could get k!lled
but that p_ssy feel like heaven and that head game surreal
she got to throwing that ass back and call her big mama like madea
and sent her ass to the bathroom, her phone was on the bed still
know this b_tch a ho, i’m going through her phone and it ain’t locked and she done sent a lo
she sent a text to a n_gga ttg, that mean she trained to go
i know the city fast for real, but she must think a n_gga slow
shot a fella to my bird and so that mean i want a n_gga smoke[?]
sh_t, this must be a n_gga ho
slappin on her ass, while i’m walkin her to a n_gga do’
my burner waiting by her car, he don gave a n_gga ho
soon as she try hop in, he tell her put it on the flo’
you know how this finna go
put it down, know the score
we know you a janky b_tch, we know you plottin on riding bro
pull it out your pocket, now put it on the curb
this the perks when you in splashtown and you f_ck around with them birds
brrrr

- yung smoody

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