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lirik lagu virginia boys (soulja boy diss) – chris brown

[hook: luvaboy tj]
red racks for a hair tied
i got k!llers on both sides
my team is winnin’ by last slide
every day we get them french fries

[verse 1: young lo]
blacked out aventador, young lo with the bag
f-ck you little n-gg-s rentin’ for?
fixed up your life, paper tags on your wife
fully in it for the night, but the price tag was light (woo)
f-ck boy don’t run
tryna book me for the tec, they ain’t know i had a gun
yeah, i came through quarter pack
now i’m bustin’ numbers, bust a play like quarter back
rg3, i could disregard for runnin’ back
straight n-gg-s stay, used to never get the interstate
lee ainslie with the bricks, b-tch, i’m pushing’ heavyweight

[hook: luvaboy tj]
red racks for a hair tied
i got k!llers on both sides
my team is winnin’ by last slide
every day we get them french fries

[verse 2: young blacc]
look, whatever time it is, f-ck it, here, i’m goin’ in
on my bullsh-t like the knicks, but i’m back to winnin’
tell me sue or ten, john stark said he close to kin
subway…
if your b-tch sell her p-ssy, course i’ma spend it
that’s that d-boy talk for them drug dealers
b-tches left detroit, f-ckin’ with them thug n-gg-s
they say out of town money was the best
i’m focused on all this money
lil n-gg- f-ck them rest, i got it, i got ’em

[hook: luvaboy tj]
red racks for a hair tied
i got k!llers on both sides
my team is winnin’ by last slide
every day we get them french fries

[verse 3: young blacc]
i should write a book, i love the life of the crime
bein’ a millionaire fast
shots make ’em jealous, turn [?]
everywhere i go, white b-tches say i’m gnarly
f-ck what we’re doin’, bentley truck or the ferrari?
.40 on the scene, you can tell your man i’m sorry
it’s ohb and we f-ckin’ up the party
flexin’, that’s your man shot
vvs is made of headshots
hold up, i’m just a bully in a sandbox

[verse 4: hoodybaby]
rings so big, all these b-tches think i’m rackcellent
i just hit a lick with the team, we the champions
hold up now, you gon’ have to count the cash again
marilyn and marilyn, red light, green light
all i know is trafficin’, all i know is packagin’
all i know is damagin’, all i know is come through, chop it up and handle it
check me out
i be movin’ bricks, i be movin’ weight, i be pumpin’ bags
my next shine they are vvs’

[hook: luvaboy tj]
red racks for a hair tied
i got k!llers on both sides
my team is winnin’ by last slide
every day we get them french fries

[verse 5: chris brown]
’cause i work my candy line, pressin’ line
run up on a blood, where you from?
east side, bounty balifornia
and you ain’t never hit a lick and have to run up on ’em
virginia n-gg-s know about sellin’ on 95
show up at your door it’s halloween, like i’m michael myers
jamaican savages comin’ at you, with all the knives
spittin’ brazys and goin’ crazy like colombines
i got the ak f-ck your draco and your .45 (yeah)
you know that he gon’ snitch, know that he a b-tch
’cause you know a n-gg- ballin’, know a n-gg- rich
really been in county, n-gg-, you know what it is
you payin’ money for protection, n-gg-, you a b-tch
say it with your chest
what you say? what you say?
p-ssy n-gg- we on the net, runnin’ from the fade
know you gon’ tell the 12 all about me
know you gon’ suck the [?] for workin’ n-gg-s, gon’ speak
tryna sell you own -ss, tellin’ all you homies
i’ma f-ck you up in private, so these b-tches don’t see
i ain’t gotta be your favorite, you ain’t gotta love me
i ain’t gotta pay no k!llers, you gotta be k!ller free
n-gg- say i’m out all in cocaine
sayin’ i’m higher than a motherf-cker, okay
when i fire your -ss up like propane
blaka, blaka with the chopper, we k!llin’ n-gg-s with no names

[bridge: luvaboy tj]
you n-gg-s out of it, if you think i’m talkin’ sh-t
knock, knock the sodmg out the alphabet

[hook: luvaboy tj]
red racks for a hair tied
i got k!llers on both sides
my team is winnin’ by last slide
every day we get them french fries

- chris brown

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