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lirik lagu amuck – ill-santana

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why you gon’ act like we f*cked, we ain’t f*cking
feeling like curry, im getting them buckets
ain’t bout the money im switching the subject
i told em they need to go big on the budget
why you gon’ walk up like we ain’t know nothing
you all in the window and being joe budden
im popping out like whats popping, who ducking?
im airing out n*ggas, they bout to get dusted
some of the crew looking like they mclovin
im walking round pockets as big as a buggy
i know you n*ggas act like you ain’t want me
im posted up, really ain’t feeling the function
hair getting ugly, im looking like lil john
and plus i got b*tches out crunk
i got some sh*t got you feeling like tamе impala
you know that sh*t got some drugs
i got a blunt full of skunk
i got that cup, tell em to pour that sh*t up
know you was thinking i’m nеver gon bubble up
and i’ll have you holding your tongue
i’ll have ya jaw to the mud, give it a stomp
n*ggas ain’t giving a..
n*ggas ain’t giving a f*ck, running amuck
getting that money abundant
i know that p*ssy is probably fuzzy
i ain’t even budging, im calling it wubbzy
used to have girls out here calling me fugly
and now they want buddy up and gimme company
vision is muddied up, im off of something
finish em, i go in and kotal kahn it
rid of these n*ggas when they wanna comment
keeping a chick thats looking like rihanna
i see the check, im obsessed with em
wicked and there ain’t no rest for em
ain’t got no b*tch in my bed
cause i can’t really invest in em
used to smoke outta the rec center
me and will, probably with rex and em
i ain’t been popping a tag
in the same gear like a wrestler
and these my festivity clothes
i’m puffing like chimney smoke
ain’t feel ya energy, we ain’t got chemistry
i keep my enemies close
i got her fendi and now she all into me
eating up like nematodes
shots you be sending, they ain’t really get to me
i can’t hear from mykonos, b*tch
i need them diamonds and gold, b*tch
tell em put that on a rolls, b*tch
young n*gga cleaner then soap
when i’m hitting the globe all you n*ggas is hopeless
tryna pull off in a porche, b*tch
you gon’ pull off in that focus
go head put that in ya post, b*tch
go head put that in ya post, b*tch

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