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beanboozled - 1up tee lyrics

[intro]
(d*mn, [?] the f*ck you talkin’ about?)
tss, n*ggas keep playin’ with me
n*ggas keep playin’ with me
tss*uh

[verse]
she slam that coochie on the ground, like it’s a bag of ice
b*tch, i’m sh*ttin’ on yo’ man, you ain’t got braggin’ rights
all these n*ggas rappin’ lies, that’s why they rappin’ like
they tell yo’ n*ggas get some money, they say, “crack a pipe”
i cut up the 12 bands like grand risin’
b*tch, you bad, let me make yo’ pops a grandfather
when i feel played, i start to feel [?], f*ck everybody
they think this ‘cuz i’m humble, i won’t up this b*tch and terrorize her
huh, yeah, this b*tch is a heathen, but i made her bless the bottlе
we don’t [?], don dada my reposado
i ain’t gotta tell hеr do thats hit, she goin’ do it every time
hit my hood and she might die, p*ssy good, she wear a [?]
z in jail on gtl, k!ller fightin’ cpn, alright, b*tch
if you ain’t tryin’ to listen, tss, i’m leavin’ them
i don’t gotta talk, that’s difference between me and them
but, i really get back in that mode and get the tweakin’ sh*t

[bridge]
yeah, it’s time to switch the flow, pfft
i ain’t trippin’ on no hoe, yeah
(d*mn, [?])
[verse 2]
huh, sh*t, i d*mn forgot i was me
they must think i won’t get back in that mode, obviously
i’ve been chillin’ out, but my miggas pushin’ on crime in the deep
walk down watchin’ you bleed with yo’ shirt, washin’ machine
huh, i ain’t never tried to compete
so, how did all my idols become a rival to me?
they want me lose so bad, got n*ggas gridin’ their t**th
they might say [?] sh*t, but it’s not what i mean
lookin’ up myself f*ck the mix, i don’t care
for a real n*ggas is rare, like a white boy get his [hand birkin?]
get a rich n*gga, you can still catch me at hill georgia
fat n*gga, biggie s’mores, i got b*tches fan girl
yo’ broke ass n*ggas havin’ jewelry matter, you can have it
i’m rich and i don’t wanna no kick, that sh*t be lose yo’ value
if you broke, i play catch wit yo’ hoe, she throw that coochie at me
i’m so generous, after i hit this b*tch, you can have it, tss
if you play with me, i don’t hate you, i’on wanna revenge
treat yourself outta good n*gga, so you slow as h*ll
n*gga, slime it, i can keep it in their body language
i’m tired of favors, why do these n*ggas feel obligated?
i’m here to that lil’ sh*t, you think you gotta away with it
my b*tch tryna turn me on, she put on lingerie
play with me (baow), you gonna hear that sound effect (bro)
you caught that body outta fear, that’s not a hack (huh, huh)
[chorus]
i’on chase hoes, all these n*ggas ran through them
i’m finna cut a canadian b*tch in vancouver
deactivate my page, now says instagram user
make a b*tch back the bean like we playin’ beanboozled

[outro]
yo’ [?], take ’em for us
[?]
…
i’m shakin’

- 1up tee lyrics

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