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surgery - raq baby lyrics

[intro]
hmm*mhm, b*tch
mmm, hmm, p*ssy, yeah
yeah, (p*ssy ah n*gga)
n*gga know what the f*ck goin on with me, man
ain’t gotta speak on sh*t (h*ll nah)
yeah, n*gga

[chorus]
f*ck around woke up with demon murda in my dreams, can’t go to sleep
oh, you heard of me?
he wouldn’t survive that sh*t if it weren’t for the surgery
they be like raq “why you wanna drill so much?”, n*gga this a purging thing
thought she was black, only exotic hoes, n*gga this my persian thing
don’t mention my name in no f*cking song, b*tch
you don’t f*ckin step (dumb ass)
we got none but hollows that hot sh*t all he f*cking felt
don’t cap on gang, every chance we get to spank we give out f*ckin belt
this drac’ a souvenir with this bit’; got to much aim, had to put it on the shеlf
don’t ask her what she doin when shе step out, n*gga know she hoeing
they tried to spin my block and didn’t make it out that b*tch, n*gga where you goin? (where the f*ck you goin?)
keep asking me “raq baby did you f*ck my b*tch?”
n*gga you know it
he a b*tch, he talm bout he gon’ get me spint cause his b*tch goin
dont post bout me can’t even f*cking read lil b*tch
ion give a f*ck if you leave, yeen got sh*t i need lil b*tch
i’ll go f*ck my other hoe ain’t no need for you to tease lil b*tch
ya team give for none, you can’t even bless me when i sneeze lil b*tch
huh, got my own motion, yeah they know this sh*t
i got my brodie rich
put that ap down, n*gga that ain’t ain’t yours, n*gga that’s yo brodie sh*t
puffer coat and glock hold 24 i’m on some kobe sh*t
bad b*tch hit me up in vanish mode, ion even know the b*tch
[verse]
f*ck around woke up with demon murda in my dreams, can’t go to sleep
oh, you heard of me?
he wouldn’t survive that sh*t if it weren’t for the surgery
they be like raq “why you wanna drill so much?”, n*gga this a purging thing
thought she was black, only exotic hoes, n*gga this my purging theme
don’t mention my name in no f*cking song, b*tch
you don’t f*ckin step (dumb ass)
we got none but hollows that hot sh*t all he f*cking felt
don’t cap on gang, every chance we get to spank we give out f*ckin belt
this drac’ a souvenir with this bit’; got to much aim, had to put it on the shelf

[verse 2]
last n*gga doin that bappin, d*mn near died for that sh*t (n*gga)
tired of these n*ggas, tryna cap like ion step, n*gga i’m tired of that sh*t
ain’t gotta run to the money, lil n*gga i’ll die for that sh*t
remember that n*gga was dissin’ my partna’ we had to spin his house on live for that sh*t
n*gga mad his homie gone, suck it up
drop 4 n*ggas in 1 summer, ion think no n*gga can f*ck with us
spin while the kids out, ion give a f*ck bout that double dutch
raq get busy, know to get off with that glizzy so you better not clutch (lets go)

[outro]
f*ck around woke up with demon murda in my dreams, can’t go to sleep
oh, you heard of me?
he wouldn’t survive that sh*t if it weren’t for the surgery
they be like raq “why you wanna drill so much?”, n*gga this a purging thing
thought she was black, only exotic hoes, n*gga this my persian thing
don’t mention my name in no f*cking song, b*tch
you don’t f*ckin step (dumb ass)
we got none but hollows that hot sh*t all he f*cking felt
don’t cap on gang, every chance we get to spank we give out f*ckin belt
this drac’ a souvenir with this bit’; got to much aim, had to put it on the shelf
mmm, n*gga

- raq baby lyrics

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