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lirik lagu free squeeze – lil poppa

[intro]
jayforeiign

[verse 1]
i can’t lie i woke up hot ’cause another n*gga dissed me
checked my dm and it’s another b*tch miss me
if another n*gga play, it’s go be a couple n*ggas missing
a b*tch know that i don’t go nowhere without this glizzy
that time i did i don’t regret it
come on, let’s pop out, i’m with chevy
ain’t backing down, you n*ggas know who ran the town before i said it
been paid my dues on the west, know i stayed that way for a minute
done made every pop on the south, they ain’t spending no less than fifty
still know some hoes from the north, gutta b*tches real gritty
like, what’s the lo’? i know you know, b*tch, what’s the ticket? we’ll split it
okay, my attitude real rude, my girl real pretty
a gentleman because i’m lynn son, that gangster sh*t will did it
i just popped one, went to sleep, woke up, i still feel it
boy, you ain’t shot nothing, you ain’t fooling me, i know you didn’t
okay, we got one, straight off the press before you mix the soda with it
i’m sliding solo, dolo with it, i don’t need no co*defendant

[chorus]
okay, now b*tch, please
give me the keys to open up the gates, i’m finna free squeeze
heard that boy hit up, he can’t get up, sh*t look like swiss cheese
oh, you the snow man, young jeezy
your diamonds dance, chris breezy
all in new orleans pouring drink
b*tch, i can’t lie, i feel like lil weezy
[verse 2]
b*tch, don’t come asking for some sh*t that you can’t do ’cause i can’t do it neither
bring a couple two liters, percocets, a few eaters
swing through, i’m tryna make another story for the news people
sit and watch my cousin beat the pot, he don’t use beakers
i don’t ask and i don’t take, i ain’t a snake and i don’t use people
straight out of 1228, i’m living great, i guess, i’m him if god choose people
b*tch, i’m a vampire but i come out when i want i like to confuse people
b*tch go get your manager, i don’t conversant with rude people
fifteen minute call, reminiscing bro, “what you finna do?”, he say “go prolly eat a brick”
“what’s your plans when you touchdown?”, he say, “go probably hit a l!ck”
nah, b*tch, we lit now, when i pull up it’s a line outside, sh*t look like sl!ck house in 2010
don’t make them youngins spin a bend, n*gga, get down
ayy, spin again if they wasn’t hit at first, i bet them n*ggas hit now
blessed, i guess the hardest sh*t to drop this year, ayy, tell them put that sh*t down
calling second best already with under investigation 3, it ain’t even out
dream big, don’t complain about what you ain’t did and the sh*t you ain’t got
the fiends out that’s what got my jeans knotted
n*ggas talk that sh*t but they gon’ have to be ’bout it
’cause if they not then we gon’ have to see ’bout it
all in miami with it out and we ain’t tucking and i’m chilling, n*gga, f*ck ya
like, what he on? he ain’t on nothing, i see his heart all in his stomach
karma a bad bad b*tch, if you play with her, sh*t get ugly
only lay with you ’cause i trust you, save all that big girl talk for when we f*cking

- lil poppa

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