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mr crocker ft ezcodylee - nahcorr lyrics

[chorus: ezcodylee]
(swag swag swag)
(swag swag swag)
i don’t want your mouth b*tch you can go and talk to homie
all them n*ggas talking go and grab that choppa for me
this sh*t loud like speakers this a different knocker homie
we ain’t talking tetris when we f*cking blocks up homie
you don’t even hear us coming you just hear this blocka homie
how the f*ck is you a shoota you don’t put no shots up homie
making money everyday i hope my bank don’t lock up homie
going hard up in that paint i feel like wacka flocka homie
n*gga think that he the sh*t i just think that he caca homie
just cause i be speaking proper don’t mean i won’t pop ya homie
i’m so fly if they wan get me they need helicopters homie
if he want ya he gon getcha don’t know how to stop my army
b*tch it’s mnb militia we move like the mafia homie
b*tch i walk inside yo crib an treat it like mi casa homie
glock up on me, if he run up now you mr.crocker homie
i got you tweaking and sh*t

[verse: cor]
got a n*gga tweaking like a f*cking crack addict
b*tches mnb i told em n*ggas that we back at it
she was wishing for some sh*t i’m not the genie from aladdin
n*ggas throwing me the ball i’m not gon miss yeah i’m gon smack it (pfft)
talk loud i don’t say a word (pfft)
guap now, big checks you heard
b*tch i got swag fly like a bird
smoking with my bros ’cause we put in the work
d*mn, i finna push a n*gga backwards
d*mn, ex ho feeling like she cursed me
and i asked my bro is it really worth it
yeah, i don’t know if this ho can nurse me
i don’t want that ho cause she’s really dirty
swimming in this water sh*t looking murky
running up the racks yeah i got like thirty
chilling in this b*tch tryna pop a perky
uh uh, i’m like shoutout to my ho’s mamma
she spit on the d*ck like a llama
i told my ex b*tch i’m not really fond of ya
i got h*lla gas b*tch im finna roll it up
(f*ck outta hear b*tch)
[chorus: ezcodylee]
(swag swag swag)
(swag swag swag)
i don’t want your mouth b*tch you can go and talk to homie
all them n*ggas talking go and grab that choppa for me
this sh*t loud like speakers this a different knocker homie
we ain’t talking tetris when we f*cking blocks up homie
you don’t even hear us coming you just hear this blocka homie
how the f*ck is you a shoota you don’t put no shots up homie
making money everyday i hope my bank don’t lock up homie
going hard up in that paint i feel like wacka flocka homie
n*gga think that he the sh*t i just think that he caca homie
just cause i be speaking proper don’t mean i won’t pop ya homie
i’m so fly if they wan get me they need helicopters homie
if he want ya he gon getcha don’t know how to stop my army
b*tch it’s mnb militia we move like the mafia homie
b*tch i walk inside yo crib an treat it like mi casa homie
glock up on me, if he run up now you mr.crocker homie
i got you tweaking and sh*t

- nahcorr lyrics

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