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lirik lagu medulla – 9baby eli

[intro:]
whippin’ in the front two n*ggas boomin’ in the back
tell ’em i’m with all the smoke lil’ n*gga do you want a match
why you braggin’ ’bout that b*tch i put that (?) on the map
tell her i just want (?) medulla on my lap

[chorus:]
it’s a mark on my back so this jock on my waistline
i cannot fall for these sl*ts i can’t waste time (and i fall for ’em)
(?) pop out that with that (?) tray five (57)
i up my sh*t then bro up at the same time
when i be whippin’ in the front two n*ggas boomin’ in the back
tell ’em i’m with all the smoke lil’ n*gga do you want a match (tell ’em i’m with all the smoke)
why you braggin’ ’bout that b*tch i put that (?) on the map
tell her i just want (?) medulla on my lap

[verse:]
aye mop out
40 when we pop out (40 when we pop out)
should’ve worked the sanitation ha i bring the mop out (boy i bring the mop out)
pass that boy the strap he ain’t even shoot that boy a cop out
he think he put in work we make a p*ssy n*gga clock out
ezo what you doin’ with that gat b*tch i’ll blast out
if a n*gga play with my cash imma crash out
ezo do you do all that sh*t that you rap bout
like please just go ask all my ops if i spazz out (b*tch i spazz out)
play my cards right i be so solitary aye
n*ggas act like b*tches just like tyler perry aye
grab the grippy in the booth i be so cautionary
if he talk i make him mute ion need no commentary
ian tryna fist fight run n get the mop b*tch
shout out my boy midnight 209 mop sh*t
that’s windpipe he was on some op sh*t
you know that the clique tight we be on some hot sh*t
[chorus:]
mark on my back so this jock on my waistline
i cannot fall for these sl*ts i can’t waste time (b*tch i can’t waste time)
(?) pop out that with that (?) tray five (57)
i up my sh*t then bro up at the same time
when i be whippin’ in the front two n*ggas boomin’ in the back
tell ’em i’m with all the smoke lil’ n*gga do you want a match (do you want a match)
why you braggin’ ’bout that b*tch i put that (?) on the map
tell her i just want (?) b*tch medulla on my lap (medulla on my lap) aye

[verse:]
you ain’t bout that sh*t so quit pretendin’ aye
if i get caught with this weapon imma felon aye
(?) these n*ggas offended aye
imma hit boy i don’t think b*tch i just send it aye
aye b*tch we got that dirty like a porta potty
we got weed and we got white and we got more of the molly
pocket rocket pop out with that quarter on me aye
spot out i been fold ’em just like origami aye
imma rap til’ i hit a hundred racks
baby tray 80 on me i call that b*tch my thundercat
i had fun with that when shawty took it from the back
when i’m done with that i promise ain’t no way i’m coming back
ian tryna fist fight run n get the mop b*tch
shout out my boy midnight 209 mop sh*t
(?) that’s windpipe he was on some op sh*t
you know that the clique tight we be on some hot sh*t
[chorus:]
it’s a mark on my back so this jock on my waistline
i cannot fall for these sl*ts i can’t waste time (i can’t waste time)
(?) pop out that with that (?) tray five (57)
i up my sh*t then bro up at the same time
when i be whippin’ in the front two n*ggas boomin’ in the back
tell ’em i’m with all the smoke lil’ n*gga do you want a match (do you want a match)
why you braggin’ ’bout that b*tch i put that (?) on the map
tell her i just want (?) b*tch medulla on my lap (medulla on my lap) aye

- 9baby eli

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