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lirik lagu y.f.n – london skyy

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[verse 1: london skyy]
ok now real n-ggas gon’ stay up
fake n-ggas gon’ stay down
punk n-ggas gon’ pay up
your girl she gon’ lay down
i’m ridin’ round, i’m getting it
what the h-ll did you say clown?
i’m ridin’ round in that first cl-ss
she ridin’ round in that grey hound
fake n-ggas don’t know
it’s f-ck that intersection
cause you n-ggas cuffin’ them hoes
them hoes cuffin’ detectives
and my presidential is go
i just won the elections
got your girl down on her knees
like she finna pop me the question
new girl with a different b-tt
new drank with a different cup
cîroc with that ice drank
i told your girl, don’t mix it up
i drop her off, won’t pick her up
ask girl she think enough
-ss alone like ten pounds
work out when i left it up
that’s the flyest n-ggas in your city
plus you n-ggas rocking two chains just to see some t-tties boy
but that’s not the way that we do thangs
we yellin’ true like we 2 chainz
we kickin’ -ss like we liu kang

[hook: london skyy]
we some fly n-ggas, fly n-ggas finna pop off
your n-ggas be cuffin’, someone called the cop off
my car and your girlfriend, they both got their top off
and if a n-gga hatin’, tell his chick that she should hop off

[verse 2: oktane]
i say
your girl, that’s where you find me on
it’s mister get on songs and snap like it ain’t no beat on
best believe if you saw her, then i probably know her
it’s that time of the month she use her hair, knees and shoulders
boy i’m too sick for tv, i be spittin’ i be sneezin’
bet your boy asthmatic when i spit it out i be wheezin’
man i swear this here is too easy i suggest you take your time
you thinking ’bout your next move and i’m already makin’ mine
ok i swear my life is a movie and i do not need a script
i just get on here and i rip
give me that kick, snare and i flip
she got clothes on and get striped off
she’s a jump, kriss kross
beef with me and it’s gon’ play like
that n-gga that beef with rick ross
boy i came from nothing and turned that to your girl
doin’ anything from discussion like dome-dome and go home
she leave with a concussion and you probably give her a kiss
no more talkin’ cl-ss dismissed
i’m that sh and that’s it

[hook: london skyy]
we some fly n-ggas, fly n-ggas finna pop off
your n-ggas be cuffin’, someone called the cop off
my car and your girlfriend, they both got their top off
and if a n-gga hatin’, tell his chick that she should hop off
we some fly n-ggas, fly n-ggas finna pop off
your n-ggas be cuffin’, someone called the cop off
my car and your girlfriend, they both got their top off
and if a n-gga hatin’, tell his chick that she should hop off

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