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intro - rucci & 1takejay lyrics

[intro: 1takejay]
(romo)
n*ggas pop it
b*tches pop it (true, true)
but in the end (in the end)
the winning team is still gonna win, you hear me?
wait, hol’ up, i’m finna turn this b*tch up, ayy

[verse 1: 1takejay]
ayy, bro, i’m finna f*ck a n*gga b*tch tonight
her man a b*tch, grow some b*lls, he actin’ like a dyk*
i’m stitched*lip, i don’t eat p*ssy, you only gettin’ pipe
but after that, it’s over with, she can’t spend the night
let’s be real, l’m a savage, she can’t get wifed
let’s be real, i’m the reason that you get likes
let’s be honest, you couldn’t even suck this d*ck right
get your sh*t right, how you gon’ tell me what this d*ck like?

[verse 2: rucci & 1takejay]
ayy, that’s on norf, finna f*ck a n*gga b*tch today (go)
best believe she knew she was gettin’ d*ck today (go)
life a b*tch, don’t trip, find another b*tch to pay (ayy, ayy)
got so many b*tches, i might be rich today, wait
ruccdawg bust down, f*ck who you f*ck with (go, go, go)
always gettin’ bucks, ain’t got time for a dub b*tch (that’s on norf)
shut the f*ck up if you ain’t finna suck d*ck (wait, hol’ up)
and i’m still holdin’ my nuts while i’m bustin’ (ayy)
[verse 3: 1takejay]
i’m finna store you in my phone as “can’t get right”
these n*ggas tryna steal the sauce, but can’t drip right
feel like i’m shoreline, l’m finna pour a big pint
but i don’t sip, b*tch, i just live a sick life
you a bird, i’m a man, this that rich life
check your pockets, i’m that n*gga you should get like
a hundred bands, you can’t tell me what that feel like
a hundred b*tches, rucci, tell ’em what that feel like

[verse 4: rucci]
ayy, know you don’t like me, i’m the man, but your b*tch might (but your b*tch might)
don’t understand how you a man, but you d*ck ride (what?)
hundred bands in the land, i can’t get right
got everything you need to ball, b*tch, i’m big 5 (go, go)
it’s lit tonight (what?), your b*tch might get hit tonight (ayy)
that kryptonite (ayy), i’m slangin’ good d*ck tonight (what?)
they know lil’ rucci (what?), strapped down, all gucci (rrah)
they heard about me, i’m thugged out like lil boosie

[verse 5: 1takejay]
ayy, i’m ridin’ in a porsche with a b*tch named porsha
she tropical, i took that b*tch shoppin’ at sephora
a n*gga want beef, then i’ma take a n*gga order
ayy, where you wanna meet? n*gga, at the headquarters
f*ckin’ on twins, that’s a n*gga two daughters
they both call me daddy, so they got two fathers
me, then you, n*gga, in that order
i ain’t do it, but she want a n*gga to record her
[verse 6: rucci]
ayy, ayy, ayy, ruccdawg live from the border (norf)
ain’t with the f*ck*around, f*ck around and get deported (what?)
out the window like a drive*thru, what’s your order? (what you want?)
channel 5 news, f*ck around and dome shot the reporter (bah)

[verse 7: 1takejay & rucci]
ayy, back to back like la in the ‘ship, b*tch
at the casino, lady luck, let’s get rich quick
me and jay out the whip, money ain’t a thing
ruccdawg, big dog, f*ck a n*gga mean? (ayy)
open my dm, you might find your bm
eeny, meeny, miny, moe, i wouldn’t wanna be him (ayy)
you know you see him, bop, bop, bleed them
1take, rucci, b*tch, you probably wanna meet them

- rucci 1takejay lyrics

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