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why you lying (feat. gilley) (remix) - izaiah combs lyrics

aye lil zay(2x) where you at(2x), n*gga
where you at, aye aye aye
i’ve been ina’ trap getting racks n*gga, where you at? aye
n*gga, where you at?
i’ve been in the trap getting racks aye n*gga
i’ve been in a trap getting racks n*gga, where you at?
i’ve been stacking up money
n*gga, where the f*ck you at?
i’m been with the gang getting f*cking fly and i’m getting f*cking hot, n*gga where the f*ck you at and i’ve been making hits and i’m getting f*cking paid like every f*cking day and your girl want to be my baby but i said she can’t becausе i am a f*cking pimp, not a f*cking simp n*gga, can you feel me?
and i’m with mr. gilley and we rocking out еveryday on the beat and you know we get paid like i said, n*gga, you a little p*ssy n*gga, get some bread, n*gga get some f*cking motion
motion in the ocean i’m swimming in the ocean
n*ggas can’t find me n*gga leave me
i told you where i’m at, can you feel me?
i’m getting green getting money n*gga call me green but you always want to be me dripping codeine with the f*cking sprite in the celine’, if a n*gga play with me and i’m so fresh and i’m so clean and i’m so fresh. where you at? where you at?
n*gga, where the f*ck you at?
i’ve been in a trap getting racks n*gga, where you at?
i’ve been stacking up money n*gga, where you f*ck you at?
i’ve been with the gang getting fly, getting high n*gga, where the f*ck you at?
i’ve been making hits getting paid n*gga, where you at?
n*gga, where you at?
creeping through the door at night if a n*gga play with me had to f*cking swing my pipe
aye i’m with yo hoe tonight
mr. gilley on the beat
mr. gilley on the beat ain’t sh*t sweet
gilley on the beat also unique, he had to swing his pipe get out the bike n*ggas be like i like but though you don’t like this, you’re going to hate this i’ve been tired of waiting, n*ggas happy patient but i am impatient
n*ggas calling me mr. of course, n*ggas get your mama a divorce
put me on the beat
put me on the beat
ain’t sh*t sweet
i already said that sh*t before i’m from the ave 4
n*gga, don’t go there n*ggas don’t know what that is
let me tell you about that sh*t north side, what it is, don’t bring your kids
it’s not a f*cking fair
ain’t sh*t fair in the hood
n*ggas don’t go there
n*ggas want to go there but ain’t

- izaiah combs lyrics

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