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puttin this shit on - sme taxfree lyrics

[intro]
huh

[chorus]
mm*hmm, i’ve been puttin’ this sh*t on, i got marni, i got rhude, i got louis v cologne
fifty yings in my luggy, boy, they probably smell strong
heard he k!ll him if he told, we gon’ leave him dead wrong
crib big, yeah, it’s right up off the lake
my mama been up on my ass, want me to buy some real estate
all that ass on her back, i can’t tell if it’s real or it’s fake
i can’t tell if they love me, but i know they love to hate

[verse 1]
huh, if it’s war, it’s a b*tton on the glock, we’d press it
brodie built his own guns, he got beams and supressors
if the b*tch f*ck with me, she can probably get a lexus
i got fifty cases flyin’ in from texas
i’ve been tearin’ down neimans
i got gucci every seed, record label louis v
bro, you probably never seen it, would’ve never thought i’d do it
me and o just used to dream it
it’s a thousand*dollar shirt, you ain’t finna squirt or finna cream on it
huh, ooh, this p*ssy macaroni
blah, blah, blah, blah how you sound, you talkin’ funny
five g’s, i’m pullin’ up, now you talkin’ ’bout some money
bro, i run the westside like my name fat tommy
[chorus]
mm*hmm, i’ve been puttin’ this sh*t on, i got marni, i got rhude, i got louis v cologne
fifty yings in my luggy, boy, they probably smell strong
heard he k!ll him if he told, we gon’ leave him dead wrong
crib big, yeah, it’s right up off the lake
my mama been up on my ass, want me to buy some real estate
all that ass on her back, i can’t tell if it’s real or it’s fake
i can’t tell if they love me, but i know they love to hate

[verse 2]
all that ass on your back, who your doctor? (huh)
got thirty g’s for shawty lawyer, call proctor
boy, i’m high off this trish’, helicopter
i was scrollin’ through the ‘gram, then i knocked her (huh)
everybody in a race, brodie, i’m just tryna finish it
heard some rap n*ggas talkin’ but i know they ain’t did it
if we keep that sh*t a buck, i’m the best that really live it
pourin’ trish’ on my tenders, pullin’ out finger l!ckin’

[outro]
i don’t even wanna rap no more, man, you n*ggas got this sh*t, man
these n*ggas ain’t really livin’ like that sh*t for real
huh

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