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lirik lagu ready.3mx – ​marriii3x

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[intro]
these n*ggas not f*ckin’ with me man
you di* you dig? like
real sh*t, you just gotta talk to yourself
you gotta gas yourself up
thats how you get in that bag
that’s how you get in that mode n*gga, let’s go
cheee

[verse 1]
yeah, i ran out of time for that petty sh*t (time)
yeah, you see this on my arm, this my petty wrist (go)
you bet it cost a buck if you want treiii to be attentive (yeah)
and i knew as a lil’ boy, they only love you for incentives yeah (what you bring)
yeah, higher i keep going, still can’t see the top, yeah
aiming with intention, how i shoot at opps (fraaa)
and if you go shoot up that crib, boy yo’ p*ssy pop (bop)
i make her p*ssy pop
i got her begging for some d*ck that i ain’t dropped
and i’m quick to shoo a b*tch, i smell that thot, ay (ew)
and you bettеr pull out what you put inside that pot (ha)
why you steady cooking in that kitchen, you don’t likе when it get hot (yeah)
i just handle my biz’
minding my biz’
keep that sh*t playa’, real sh*t
wide body v8 hemi, ‘member she ain’t know me (skrrr)
now i’m stacking to the top, no coming down like the nose bleeds
i knew way back then n*ggas ain’t like me
and lil’ shawty’ gone give me brain freeze like an icee (brrr)
i can’t f*ck with these n*ggas, they too fixed
(naw)
d*ck in her mouth, run through her t**th like it’s toothpicks
they hand me the ball, run a b*tch down like i’m two*six, yeah (uh)
and i run up a bag, run up a check, and i let it go quick
‘cause i’m steady gettin’ more of that sh*t
that ain’t yo money, you holding sh*t
think for yourself and stop quoting that sh*t
how you grown and you lying, too old for that sh*t, oh no
valentino slippers cost a n*gga d*mn rent
say you like how money smell? that’s my scent (ok)
b*tch i’m moody, please don’t play ‘round with my sh*t (naw)
ain’t have no motion ‘cause we took yo’ plug l!cks (gimme’ dat)
in that benz, riding ‘round with some hittas’ (vroom)
n*gga talkin’ tough, but he fold like quesadilla (uh)
i mean quesadilla
got a lil’ hair on that cat like chia
if she bae i repeat her, uh yeah
and i get sh*t in, get it gone
then you know i repeater
lil’ mama too bad, attitude mean
double her c, get her out that shein yeah
say she ain’t never had a a n*gga keep it real, now she wanna play on the team yeah
bite down on this x, don’t give a f*ck ‘bout how it taste (yeah)
double up my cup, but when it’s liq, i do not chase
bite down on this x, don’t give a f*ck ‘bout how it taste
double up my cup, but when it’s liq, i do not chase
(bite down on this x, don’t give a f*ck ‘bout how it taste
double up my cup, but when it’s liq, i do not chase)
yeah and if you aim that b*tch, keep it steady (fraaa)
yeah they knew from the start who was ready
(go, go, go)
they knew
they knew who was, yeah, yeah
they knew from the start, who was*
[outro]
in this water you gone sink or you gone swim yeah
yeah
in this water you gone sink or you gone swim

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