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lirik lagu young n*gga dreamin – kaydaplug

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baby girl you know i love you (i love you)
i don’t put no one above you (na na)
i stack that money then skirt off with no sun rough (no sun rough)
b*tch says she loves me man i bought that b*tch a gun too (a gun too)
she says she never wanna leave me (never wanna leave me)
but i don’t love you b*tch believe me
i don’t know how the f*ck i let me eye deceive me (deceive me)
she want me for the money man that b*tch so greedy (so greedy)
i smoke my weed while i’m cruising down the highway
no fetty wap but i love my b*tches my way (my way)
i keep that heat just like a mother f*cking fireplace (fireplace)
they run up on me i swear that n*gga die today
like super man b*tch i wish that i could fly away (oh yeah)
we do a drive by cover up the licence plate (pow pow)
you n*ggas follow what i do ain’t talkin simon say (simon say)
f*ck the attention man that n*gga wanna hideaway (hideaway)
i’m like

i just wanna make it out (make it out yeah)
can’t let no snakes in my house (oh no yeah)
gotta stay silent like a mouse
they know i keep the rod on them (rod on them)
i call my n*ggas man you know that they gone ride for me
these bullets make you n*gga dance just like you slide on me (b*tch you slide)
i keep a thirty stephen curry on my side only (oh yeah)
i left that groupie and i bet that b*tch she cried on me (she cried)
[?] (young boy)
i’m smokin weed and i’m rapping till i die homie (till i die)
i’m popping n*ggas like some grease i’m talking fries homie (oh yeah)
b*tch i’m a villain at the end but i don’t die homie (i don’t die)
b*tch said she want a chance at life i told her come and show me (come show)
i got that money (money)
diamond shinning sunny (sunny)
tickets really funny (funny)
bought that b*tch hibachi let me f*ck she a dummy (oh yeah)
but wipe a n*gga knows the goods and nose is really runny
(wipe his nose)
gotta foreign b*tch you know that b*tch taste like honey (honey)
gotta make a livin turnin nothin into somethin (somethin)
i’m the hottest rapper man that sh*t ain’t no discussion
(no discussion)
gotta keep a drummer and i ain’t talk about percussion
(no percussion)
you forgot me coughing man i need some robitussin
(*cough* *cough* *cough*)

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