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lirik lagu cant blame ye – bfb da packman

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cant blame ye lyrics
[verse]
fat boy back, i know you b*tches can’t believe it
thought packman fell off ’cause my page got deleted
i grew up drinkin’ dirty water, i’m undefeated
’bout to f*ck this year up, i know you b*tches hate to see it
my asian plug growin’ ‘za, i’m in love with mei mei
ain’t ready to die ’bout this sh*t, then why you hollerin’, “gang, gang?”
i be in my feelings too, i can’t even blame ye
my b*tch left me, on god, i’ma act the same way, yeah
lunch crew exotic, pushin’ p’s of dirty donuts (uh)
cheatin’ is for kids, my b*tch wish a n*gga’d grow up
call an opp n*gga ho up, made her suck me ’til she throw up
this sh*t three hundrеd a line, b*tch, quit askin’ me to pour up
lil’ baby got that water, uh, yеah, that cooch*cooch
i get crunk up in that thing, b*tch, i feel like duke deuce
gucci boots up in the winter, and it hold a two*two
she said her ex*n*gga a dog, me too, roof*roof
every b*tch i ever had, i sauce ’em up, my lil’ fajitas
was a lion*hearted n*gga, my b*tch turned me to a cheetah
b*tch askin’ for some head, i told her, “uh*uh,” like i’m bia
my career almost over, tell drake i need that feature
n*gga, sit down, make a plan, and hit a l!ck to get some cheese
get caught, then get to snitchin’, b*tch, you ‘posed to kept it g
why you callin’ home complainin’ ’cause your bm slept with me?
i feel like gunna, when my b*tch squirt, let me drink it, that ain’t p
got a bunch of side b*tches and i love all of ’em
they ignored me when i was broke, so i dog all of ’em
clip hangin’ out the bottom, shaquille o’neal in small covers
rocky got rihanna pregnant, that’s a win for all of us
yeah, n*ggas got madder, pockets got fatter
ignore a b*tch in the club, we havin’ nasty s*x after (nasty)
baby got that demon head, but i think the b*tch catholic
me and nelly in the same boat, average*sized d*cks matter (y’ello)
i drink quagen with any pop, man, i hate the liquor (woah)
i date hoes that swallow kids, i won’t date a spitter
suck it slow, don’t be a speed l!cker, i’m a patient n*gga
somebody tell flo milli i wanna have a baby with her
i would’ve k!lled finch, they would’ve knew not to play with stifler
sh*t started changin’ in my life when my pape’ got bigger
instead of blamin’ me for cheatin’, she just blame the women
callin’ every b*tch that i f*ck like, “why you wreck that n*gga?”
speedin’ in the scat’ got me with a hundred fines
half a rack for the scent, baby, this that no. 9
when i say she got cake, not duncan hines
we supposed to fight our demons, but i keep on f*ckin’ mine
[outro]
(the lunch crew company)

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