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red dead - 1900rugrat lyrics

[intro]
i apprecciate that, rare, you a real one for that
i’m like you

[verse 1: 1900rugrat]
yeah, huh, i’m like you, b*tch, i’m gettin’ to it
beat that lil’ b*tch from the back, take her down
huh, huh, i’m like you, b*tch, i’m gettin’ to it
beat that lil’ b*tch from the back, take her up and throw it
take a opp into the air
got lil’ mama hips shakin’, told her i ain’t 2rare (mm*mm, stupid b*tch)
h*ll yeah, b*tch, i’ll pay for your nails
ho, my pillow cost a band, the garage got a lamb’
i’ll make her hit the nae nae, told her, “do it with no hands”
bend it over, touch your toes, baby, do it for these bands
f*ck your man, b*tch, you too bad, told him, “move back”
she said that she too wet, b*tch, you know i do that
i grеw up with real choppers, you ain’t nevеr move packs
turn the .40 to a 31, p*ssy, real quick
you ain’t never had them lights behind you, ridin’ with a brick
you ain’t never catch your opp, how about make him duck, switch?
it’s a whole pint of qua’, p*ssy, this is not tris
it’s a drum on a fully k, it do not miss

[bridge: 1900rugrat]
huh, huh, i stay grindin’
i’ma get this sh*t right for the family
do this sh*t for dirt and all my brothers who ain’t with me
do y’all understand me?
in the trap with glass, somethin’ like a chemist
she keep shakin’ ass like it’s squirrels in her panties
i’ma call her candace, but she ain’t a redhead
this lil’ b*tch a redbone and she give the best head
only pourin’ purp’ up, b*tch, you know the red dead
[chorus: 1900rugrat]
feel like i died a hundred times, red dead
lil’ mama tryna twist my mind up, dreadhead
b*tch, i’m ridin’ with that chop, but i got a dead head
f*ck that lil’ ho through the frame, i think the bed dead
gotta call kyle, b*tch said she like dreadheads
put a fifty on his top, now his head bread
beat her down for two hours, now my legs dead
b*tch got some finger waves in, i call her egghead

[verse 3: kyle richh]
i got a lightskin b*tch with braids, call her bow wow
pin it down now, take that ho to pound town
i’m off a 30 and i’m bustin’, ’bout to foul out
that b*tch tired of your broke ass, you a cow now
maybach with the b*tter seats, she’ll take around town
got a switchy, ridin’ shotty, sh*t go “baow*baow”
intoxicated
six b*tches every night, i bet you stuck up in this matrix
and rug, he got insurance, every trip, i know he bangin’
up it at his opp, put the beam on like it’s laser, p*ssy
i might be a bully
don’t compare me to your boyfriend, he a rookie (rookie)
hop out of this ride and get that empty in the fully
inside his hoodie is a stick on me like woody
pop out with that— pop out with that .40, make ’em dance through a boogie
them n*ggas kids, grab they heads and give them woogies
[chorus: 1900rugrat]
feel like i died a hundred times, red dead
lil’ mama tryna twist my mind up, dreadhead
b*tch, i’m ridin’ with that chop, but i got a dead head
f*ck that lil’ ho through the frame, i think the bed dead
gotta call kyle, b*tch said she like dreadheads
put a fifty on his top, now his head bread
beat her down for two hours, now my legs dead
b*tch got some finger waves in, i call her egghead

- 1900rugrat lyrics

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