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yungmanny - bonfire كلمات الأغنية

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[intro]
what?
hey manny, hey manny
yeah, shadigg?
bah, bah, bah
swerve, yeah
brrr, uh

[verse]
i got the water like squidward
spin a bin, swipe right, tinder
white girl, n-gg-, i’m serving that linda
boy i jugged more n-gg-s than i follow on twitter, yeah
hotboy, bonfire
kkk, i might put a n-gg- on fire
ar-15 and that chop hold a lot, my arms tired
p-ss me your smith & wesson, i forgot mine
undertaker, give your brother a tombstone
i keep a dog like that n-gg- named pluto
hit his parents, send that boy to a group home
dump his body off to mars, no bruno, ooh
b-tch, i’m a boss, hugo, ooh
chopping them bricks, judo, ooh
back up hoe, you too close, ooh
you shot him? good job, kudos
h-llo? i got an idea
cut off his head, sell that sh-t to ikea
i got stripes like i’m serving them zebras
clip on my hip, he wanna meet ya’
you a broke boy, n-gg-, i ain’t doing no features
your block cold, n-gg-, i might slide with a heater
and n-gg- you a b-tch, you remind me of madea
i’ma run up in your house, tip-toe, ballerina
lil’ n-gg- mad ’cause he got re-rocked
third grade jugging, took a n-gg- g-shock
real trap n-gg-, lean in my teapot
he home too early, lil’ n-gg-, he hot
stop saying you omerta, lil’ n-gg-, you hot
boy i know i’m really trapping, lil’ n-gg-, you not
he got shot in the whip, now we call him 2pac
i ain’t need that clip, only took two shots
i stay with two n-gg-s, boondocks
strap on my shoulder like a boombox
i put the dog in my shoebox
bro got that gas, baby, you swapped
i got my shooter on the rooftop
said i ain’t real, n-gg-, who not?
we finna backdoor, who knocks?
i got that stick, n-gg-, who boxing?
i give a zip to my teacher, no cap
he must win an oscar, he keep on acting
21 goons with me, i’m a savage
heard he a boy scout, where his cabin?
he said he got a gun, but i bet he won’t grab it
i’ma take it like debo, n-gg-, i ain’t asking
my brother be robbing, i ain’t talking baskins
gucci bag, ’cause we all about fashion
i keep a .380 in my backpack
we gon’ turn your man to a hashtag
i’m a mcdonalds shooter, with a big mac
we gon put him on tv, i ain’t talking flapjack
red beam on your head, snap back
aye big dog johns, where the mac at?
red beam on your head, like a snap back
7.62, i’ma shoot where his back at

[outro]
yeah, hey manny, ooh, uh, uh
hey manny, ooh, uh
we serving, two xans
i’m serving, your gran, yeah
swerve man
take his money like birdman, yeah
brrr, ha ha

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