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special - murdah lyrics

[intro]
(be afraid)

[chorus: murdah]
f*ckin’ that hoe, i make her feel special
shawty got me goin’ mental
i’m in the living room, inside a rental
singing on the instrumental
put the pedal to the metal, yeah
b*tch, i want and need a medal

[verse 1: murdah]
y’all money small like a pebble
always on go, i can’t settle
run it up, yeah, n*gga’s just run it up
i pour the wock’ in the double cup
lil’ n*gga try me, he outta luck, yeah
i’m always cashin’ out
i just told bro, “got my racks in now”
she wanna f*ck, got her tappin’ out
lil’ white hoe, she get passed around
king of this sh*t, where the f*ck my crown?
you think you the sh*t, n*gga, you a clown
i got yo’ b*tch, shе finna go down
she wanna f*ck right now
[verse 2: tenkay]
yuh, yuh
do you know what i’d do for you?
keep that pole on me, i’ll swing it for you
yеah, i’m smoking boof, while i’m in the booth
yeah, that boof pack, i ain’t talking ’bout mooky
ion know what i’m saying, i know what i’m doin’
yeah, i feel like a plumber, i came with a tooly
got a b*tch on me she “bad and boujee”
can’t trust no hoe, ’cause i’m not a fool
yeah, countin’ my guap when i don’t go to school
i’m a pretty ass n*gga, yeah, i’m that dude
n*gga, i’m getting so high, i think she in the mood
but when i was broke she ain’t give me the time
yeah, when i was broke i ain’t had a dime
when i was broke that’s when i lost my mind (mind)

[verse 3: tenkay]
it’s crazy yeah, he talkin’ ’bout smoke, i’ll give my time
you know (?) , yeah, that’s my guy
my mama told me, “n*gga, get back in line”
money convos i cannot decline
these n*ggas ain’t really ’bout what they rhyme
they playing pretend just like a mime
she say i’m too rude, she wish i was kind
[chorus: murdah]
f*ckin’ that hoe, i make her feel special
shawty got me goin’ mental
i’m in the living room, inside a rental
singing on the instrumental
put the pedal to the metal, yeah
b*tch, i want and need a medal

[verse 4: murdah]
y’all money small like a pebble
always on go, i can’t settle
run it up, yeah, n*gga’s just run it up
i pour the wock’ in the double cup
lil’ n*gga try me, he outta luck, yeah
i’m always cashin’ out
i just told bro, “got my racks in now”
she wanna f*ck, got her tappin’ out
lil’ white hoe, she get passed around
king of this sh*t, where the f*ck my crown?
you think you the sh*t, n*gga, you a clown
i got yo’ b*tch, she finna go down
she wanna f*ck right now
(f*ck right now)

- murdah lyrics

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