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souleater (ft. misa! misa!) - nostahlgia quinn lyrics

{intro}
just vibe, she can bool too
i got a slimed out chick i make her bust, you move
let’s get groovy in this b*tch, the pole gone set the mood

[hook]
if i pop out on that timing imma walk ’em down b*tch your soul is mine
popped out with bout seven sticks we don’t care bout twelve, we see we firing
twin dem from the trenches so you know my n*ggas extra grimy
got sticks like dirty dishes cause you know this sh*t get extra slimey

this sh*t get extra slimey
this sh*t get extra slimey
lil b*tch i’m extra slimey
pop out no extra timing
roley want to ice the face
fine sh*t keep trying to be my bae
two phones i’m kevin gates, like mexikodro i don’t do no dates

[verse]
she say she like me cause i’m pretty
i told her just hold on, wait til i grow these titties
came in with a whole lot of racks and my pockets on tig ‘ol bitties
back pocket stuffed with them knots, this shi get sloppy it look like nicki
b*tch i’m geeked up i get fried like tator tots
smoking on this dogg pound get high asf i ran out
shawty f*ck with the way she so fanned out
crack it, pour a four in a strawberry fanta
{bridge}
just vibe, she get bool too
just vibe, she get bool too
just vibe, she get bool too
just vibe, she get bool too

[verse: misa! misa!]
the way i’m smoking on these f*cking woods [?]
p*p*pull up [?]
huh huh
i ball like adidas
i got stripes like adidas
three white lines like adidas
22 on me like [?]
[?] that sh*t like [?] huh
[?] like a keeper huh
goin fast like a cheetah huh
fast money on me i’m a cheater huh
they ain’t want [?]
drip on me like onika huh
i’m a demon i’m a souleater huh

{bridge}
just vibe, she get bool too
just vibe, she get bool too
just vibe, she get bool too
just vibe, she get bool too
just vibe, she get bool too
[hook]
if i pop out on that timing imma walk ’em down b*tch your soul is mine
popped out with bout seven sticks we don’t care bout twelve, we see we firing
twin dem from the trenches so you know my n*ggas extra grimy
got sticks like dirty dishes cause you know this sh*t get extra slimey

this sh*t get extra slimey
this sh*t get extra slimey
lil b*tch i’m extra slimey
pop out no extra timing
alabaster with a roley face
fine sh*t keep trying to be my bae
two phones i’m kevin gates, like mexikodro i don’t do no dates

- nostahlgia quinn lyrics

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