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lirik lagu bout a bitch – breeze cash

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hook:
welcome to the mind of a young boss n*gga down to die bout his respect
ain’t no love for you n*ggas throwing salt off in the game pillow*talking bout a b*tch
this n*gga hating bout a b*tch, ain’t that bout a b*tch?
this n*gga hate me bout a b*tch? ain’t that bout a b*tch;

breeze cash:
lately i been eating good but it’s time to get some mo bread
run off in yo spot like where the money, pills and dope at?
word around town yo patna telling but you know that
dirty up yo name and try to use it as a floor mat

ain’t always been a rapper i was clocking dough before that
juug 300 roxies 30 minutes like fasho that
racks tucked in a nike box the strap under the throwback
flip ring for a bow bring 24 and you can score that

terrace drive baby all i do is stack that guap up
usеd to hit the cut go cross the tracks and pick a thot up
now i play the cut post in thе spot and run a knot up
circle fulla bosses and you f*ck n*ggas is not us

billion dollar hustle plus a trillion dollar grind
i came up out the womb i had a million on my mind
i can show you how to get it but the sh*t might take some time
you gotta learn to take a l but if you scared, nevermind
hook:
welcome to the mind of a young boss n*gga down to die bout his respect
ain’t no love for you n*ggas throwing salt off in the game pillow*talking bout a b*tch
this n*gga hating bout a b*tch, ain’t that bout a b*tch?
this n*gga hate me bout a b*tch? ain’t that bout a b*tch;

don trip:
ok i’m cut from a different cloth my fabric outta stock
ain’t no other n*gga like me so i guess i’m all you got
i got no business in hoe business no that ain’t how i rock
piff would turn over in his grave find out i’m beefing over some tw*t

these n*ggas handcuffing like swat
these n*ggas shoot it out over thots
you k!ll him, you go to jail
looka there both of y’all in box

give it bout a week 2 weeks tops
she gone give a new n*gga that box
she gone give a new n*gga them drawls
she ain’t gone press 1 for yo calls, f*ck you thought?

p*ssy can be rented never bought
i don’t keep no feelings for her i don’t get involved
i go chase the checks i don’t pay these hoes rent
i love redbone b*tches i don’t pay a red cent
i woke up and got some paper i ain’t been to bed since
before i give a b*tch my bread i’ll go live under a bridge
i got no patience for haters but the hatred never stops
i keep counting my decimals and play connect the dots godspeed

hook:
welcome to the mind of a young boss n*gga down to die bout his respect
ain’t no love for you n*ggas throwing salt off in the game pillow*talking bout a b*tch
this n*gga hating bout a b*tch, ain’t that bout a b*tch?
this n*gga hate me bout a b*tch? ain’t that bout a b*tch;

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