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shooting star - shy glizzy lyrics

[intro]
ah
young jefe, holmes

[chorus]
everybody know i’m a big dog, but i don’t really bark (hooh)
and baby, i’m takin’ off, like a shooting star (neeerrhh)
you say that you love me, why you make it so hard (ah)
this life can get ugly (yeah), but we covered in scars (yeah, yeah, yeah)
beep, beep, lamborghini urus, they ain’t know i had it in the garage (errrk)
took her to the doctor, told ’em make it look just like nicki minaj (like nicki minaj)
these n*ggas actin’ funny, its a whole lotta money, go and get it, or not (go and get it or not)
say she only like n*ggas with racks (huh), well i got a lot (haha, haha, haha)

[verse 1]
baby girl, god blessed you, i think you’re my type (i think your my type)
if i didn’t like ya (uh), i wouldn’t onе night ya (uh)
lil b*tch from manchester, she call mе a fighter (yeah)
i don’t do no contracts just (nope), i’m gonna pipe ya (uh)
glizzy, glizzy, bang, and it came with a beam (uh*uh)
call me self*made, i ain’t have no team (uh*uh, uh)
had my first hood dial, i was seventeen (whew)
young n*ggas stay down, you get to see ’em (lay down)
i still think about thirty in my dreams (thirty)
every n*gga i burried, they k!lled, got me (whoo, whoo)
i don’t worry ’bout comments on ig (uh*uh)
i just worry ’bout commas, know how that be (cha*ching)
[chorus]
everybody know i’m a big dog, but i don’t really bark (hooh)
and baby, i’m takin’ off (hey, hey), like a shooting star (wheew)
you say that you love me, why you make it so hard (huh)
this life can get ugly (uh), but we covered in scars (uh, uh, uh)
beep, beep, lamborghini urus, they ain’t know i had it in the garage (errrk)
took her to the doctor, told ’em make it look just like nicki minaj (like nicki minaj)
these n*ggas actin’ funny, its a whole lotta money, go and get it, or not
say she only like n*ggas with racks (yeah), well i got a lot (i got a lot)

[verse 2]
i done made a lot of hoes out here mad (uh)
i was just a young n*gga in my bag (uh)
b*tch used to be a star, now i’m in her back (uh)
think i might f*ck, but don’t call her back (uh)
say, you really too young, but she like my swag (uh)
then she see me with a gun, and say “boy, you bad” (uh)
i like to pop bottles, i like to pop tags (uh)
my b*tch is a model, she naturally bad (uh, uh, uh)
she used to the w*ngsters (yeah), she said i’m a gangster (yeah, yeah)
you say that you love me, who you think you foolin’, no i’m not a prankster (yeah, yeah)
i still rep the same hood (yeah), no, i won’t change (yeah)
the opps think its all good (yeah), ’til they get their brains bust (yeah)

[chorus]
everybody know i’m a big dog, but i don’t really bark (hooh)
and baby, i’m takin’ off (hey, hey), like a shooting star (wheew)
you say that you love me, why you make it so hard (huh)
this life can get ugly (uh), but we covered in scars (uh, uh, uh)
beep, beep, lamborghini urus, they ain’t know i had it in the garage (errrk)
took her to the doctor, told ’em make it look just like nicki minaj (like nicki minaj)
these n*ggas actin’ funny, its a whole lotta money, go and get it, or not
say she only like n*ggas with racks (huh), well i got a lot (haha, haha, haha)

- shy glizzy lyrics

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