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lirik lagu loot – homele$

[verse]
que pasa amigo
i’m back in this b*tch
if that head game is right and that p*ssy is good throw a rack at that b*tch
walk in the club with a strap in that b*tch
n*ggas they shoot like iraq in that b*tch
i peel off in the thunder bird
up in johannesburg imma lay back with this african b*tch
came from the bottom, my grand*mama house
a funeral first kicked the cameras out
ninety*nine bottles up there on the floor
we were wildin’ now it’s just like an animals house
eating up rappers, the cannibals out
bust off in your b*tch while she lay on your couch
i get head in the whip while she driving that b*tch
if you b*tch on my d*ck then my hands in her p*ssy
you think they your homies they snakes in thе end
my home boy just died, mothеr*f*ck a new friend
one day you hear it the next day you worried
still mourning my n*gga so f*ck your new b*tch
i’m drinking liquor to mask all the pain
my high coming down
imma crash, going faint
partied enough get the money my n*gga
cause one day they might come and bash in your brain
[chorus]
we up in this b*tch (up in this b*tch)
just got paid (n*gga just got paid)
got this drink in my cup (drink in my cup)
n*gga just got straight (i’m straight, n*gga)
we been on it all night (we on it)
i don’t know about you (we f*ck it up)
on the beach i sit
she wanna have my baby

[post*chorus]
give me the loot [x9]
loot [x10]

[verse 2]
east side n*gga
turn [?] into pine box
this marijuana make your motherf*cking brain stop
eyes wider than a cyclopes
might throw a b*tch ass n*gga out a side box
three strikes on my high tops
you don’t got no f*cking jams up on your ipod
becky, my god
i bet you l!ck her p*ssy leave her eyes wide
so hot its like we’re sitting over on jupiter
getting money they would think i work with lucifer
being broke was never cool to us
being glued to the concrete never new to us
your favorite rapper just a fairy tale
i’m the man cause i know his girlfriend very well
she let me f*ck her on the ferris wheel
hits south*east and got head while [?]
i never paid for the hair and nails
vodka got a n*gga spinning like a carousel
i’m harder than a n*gga tryna tear a nail
for a match i keep it fair as h*ll
you can find me in the atl
might tear the f*cking club up [?]
n*ggas scared, walk quick
now f*ck you, pay me
[chorus]
we up in this b*tch (up in this b*tch)
just got paid (n*gga just got paid)
got this drink in my cup (drink in my cup)
n*gga just got straight (i’m straight, n*gga)
we been on it all night (we on it)
i don’t know about you (we f*ck it up)
on the beach i sit
she wanna have my baby

[post*chorus]
give me the loot [x9]
loot [x10]
give me the loot [x9]
loot [x10]

- homele

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