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you know - 1up tee & babyfxce e lyrics

[intro: babyfxce e]
huh, huh, b*tch (sl!ckda3rd, let’s go crazy)
realest in this sh*t, n*gga, you know we been doin’ this sh*t
you know? you know? (me and sl!ck in this b*tch right now, finna drop heat)
aight, tuh (give me that)

[verse 1: 1up tee]
your b*tch on my d*ck, you know?
two times for a bl!ck but you know i’m still ridin’ with that stick, you know?
boy, that money ain’t sh*t, i had spent that on my ‘fit, you know?
one*fifty on the whip, i done spent that on my kit, you know?
they knowin’, alright, come on, huh
y’all already know that sh*t, i don’t even know why i’m even sayin’ somethin’
bullets in gen5 cl!ck, burn like sun, that b*tch gon’ tan somethin’
tell my lil’ b*tch i pay for her, you just playin’ somethin’
huh, she wanna go out the country, she wanna f*ck in cabo
they both said they wanna f*ck me, i could do that sh*t with my eyes closed
me had like twenty b*tchеs on the boat when we was in chicago
this b*tch said wе f*cked, then we ain’t f*ck, no, i ain’t the type to lie on
told the b*tch like, “we can’t kiss, i don’t know where your lips been,” you know?
.23 under my arm, it’s pokin’ out like a nip slip, you know?
i ain’t never been no simp, on tinder sh*t, you can f*ck my b*tch, you know?
throwed as h*ll in the club, this b*tch dancin’ on me like a stripper pole
i wasn’t gon’ f*ck, but my b*tch made me mad, so now i’m tempted
i don’t rap with n*ggas, boy, i swing my drac’ before i diss you
ha, i think he snitchin’, i don’t even know for real, but dog sound iffy
huh, new b*tch start trippin’, i went and f*cked my old one, now she p*ssy
huh, huh, know what i’m sayin’? what’s in my cup? you know it’s red
huh, these b*tches lie, i lie like i believe ’em, that’s how i play it
huh, you horsed the n*gga, that’s soft already, he don’t get no f*ckin’ cred
huh, used to go to school with francine in my bag, i feel like stan, 1up sh*t
[verse 2: babyfxce e]
if i like you enough, then you got a good chance of stayin’
if i slide, then tee gon’ slide, we in sh*t together like a pair of pants
this b*tch f*ck with me so much, when you come over, she don’t even talk to my mans
k!llin’ her in the same position for so long, she said she was startin’ to catch some cramps
i can’t get hit with the stick, n*gga, i’m a vamp
i pull my own stunts, lil’ n*gga, somebody just find a ramp, huh
water on my neck, it got my shirt gettin’ kind of damp, huh
cut straight to it, i need that from you, i don’t even got time to bap, huh
like, b*tch, is we f*ckin’ or we not?
b*tch, i’m rich off rap, i remember people said that was no job
i was in the trap, bringin’ all lil’ bop hoes to the spot
now i’m ‘crossed the map, bringin’ all the bad hoes on a yacht (yeah)
we rep the m so hard ’cause we made an m up off that block (yeah)
poppin’ sh*t and f*ckin’ hoes done turned into my job
she throwin’ that ass off every song, she turnt up off that bod
i’m with the guys, we tweakin’ too, but we turnt up off that drop

- 1up tee babyfxce e lyrics

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