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labubu - lacitgloshawty lyrics

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[chorus]
i just talk sh*t, it end up rhymin’
got a bl!ck on me please keep it cool
young n*gga i ain’t go to school
young n*gga i ain’t follow rules
you don’t know about me n*gga get a clue
i ain’t f*ckin’ that ho, she ran through
n*gga talk ’bout the gang, that’s taboo
and my b*tch want a new labubu
with lil’ [?] , that boy loose screw
tryna hop out that car and do*do*do
i get [?] a f*ckn*gga [?]
she gon’ eat up the d*ck like it’s fruity loops
i been ridin’ round town like i’m bulletproof
he got spilled, i got nun’ to do with it
i just brought me a glock and it came with a cooling kit
n*gga ain’t know what to do

[verse]
aye
yeah (it’s betrayed gang)
trayed gang sh*t
aye, aye, on bro

[verse]
i need the green, (plugg!) i need the kso
see 12, hasta luego
i jump out the pent now i’m flexing a bankroll
shootin’ sh*t up, robbin’ dinero
and my pocket real fat like ksoo
it get ugly as f*ck ’bout them pesos
i done fell in love with a thot ho
should’ve fell in love with a bankroll
got a bad ass b*tch like jlo
this betrayed gang, i’ma give that boy halos
i don’t face sh*t hop in that stolo
just give me dome, you a sl*t ho
i pull up and i’m markin’ that polo
want a trayed gun it’s a no go
she gon’ jump on that d*ck like a pogo
boy i’m high as a f*ck in my ozone
can’t come ’round here this a no zone
young n*gga sound [?]

i’m too high [?] timezones
and my brother gon’ shoot no size [?]
think he creamin’ that bih’ finna line ’em
n*gga hidin’ but we finna find him
4 nic on him, don’t try him
i’ma hopout and traumatize him

[chorus]
i just talk sh*t, it end up rhymin’
got a bl!ck on me please keep it cool
young n*gga i ain’t go to school
young n*gga i ain’t follow rules
you don’t know about me n*gga get a clue
i ain’t f*ckin’ that ho, she ran through
n*gga talk ’bout the gang, that’s taboo
and my b*tch want a new labubu
with lil’ [?] , that boy loose screw
tryna hop out that car and do*do*do
i get [?] a f*ckn*gga [?]
she gon’ eat up the d*ck like it’s fruity loops
i been ridin’ round town like i’m bulletproof
he got spilled, i got nun’ to do with it
i just brought me a glock and it came with a cooling kit
n*gga ain’t know what to do with it
[outro]
might slime my brother for nothin’
might slime that n*gga if he got something
oh they got glocks i’m coming
set that boy up in the middle of f*cking
n*gga got caught for nothing
like no bap
(plugg!)

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