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barkley - ssg splurge lyrics

[intro]
six*seven what it do, fool?
six*seven on the beat!

[chorus]
i keep riding with sticks, i be strapped like a sergeant
and yo’ partner got hit, n*gga, i was in the crib watching morty
in the trap like a printer, it came with a cartridge
you can talk all day, we got the drop in your apartment
sk make a n*gga straighten up like he parking
and i might hit the b*tton, watch that b*tch start sparking
for the benjis, we’ll k!ll your whole family like the barkleys
n*ggas think i don’t ball, but in the court charles barkley

[verse 1]
finna pull up on a bad b*tch, on a four*wheeler
rock, that ain’t my partner, boy, that’s your n*gga
send ’em to h*ll, but his partner got to go to
told my c’s, “splurge need a brand new hoe!”
she eat it up and throw it back, she got talent
threw it back, back, tryna knock me off balance
my hoe to the store, tell her, get a head of cabbage
i ain’t finna make a salad, finna sell it like a savage
i got old b*tches and they spoil me
right now, i got two percocets in the foreign
boy, how you know my brother ain’t slept on the floor with me?
let’s do a dna test, ain’t no hoe in me
my lil’ n*gga with me throwing bs like carter
touch me and get through like a motherf*cking parker
tell him, meet me at the store and get robbed if you tark
should’ve come to the river, walked in with this water
choppa help a n*gga slim down with his weight watchers
run up, rearrange his face like a face marker
riding with big sh*t like we going postal
catch us in germany, we gon’ spin, tryna knock a whole panel out
go f*ck with them hoes, so i’m finna send bae at them
trim like he stanking up the room, spray at him
trim like we trying to line an f, we throw a k at him
he think we was gonna brawl, but he sprayed him
[chorus]
i keep riding with sticks, i be strapped like a sergeant
and yo’ partner got hit, n*gga, i was in the crib watching morty
in the trap like a printer, it came with a cartridge
you can talk all day, we got the drop in your apartment
sk make a n*gga straighten up like he parking
and i might hit the b*tton, watch that b*tch start sparking
for the benjis, we’ll k!ll your whole family like the barkleys
n*ggas think i don’t ball, but in the court charles barkley

i keep riding with sticks, i be strapped like a sergeant
and yo’ partner got hit, n*gga, i was in the crib watching morty
in the trap like a printer, it came with a cartridge
you can talk all day, we got the drop in your apartment
sk make a n*gga straighten up like he parking
and i might hit the b*tton, watch that b*tch start sparking
for the benjis, we’ll k!ll your whole family like the barkleys
n*ggas think i don’t ball, but in the court charles barkley

[verse 2]
and i just do everything, nikeboy meech
can’t take sh*t from me, you reach, i teach
turn a rubber in the foreign, you can hear the b*tch screech
she so high as me, won’t believe what i eat
get caught at the red light, leave him in the street
take him to a warehouse, hang him up like meat
on loud, sauce walka sipping lean like tea
run up on me, turn him to a white sheet
uh, that’s a ghost
n*gga want beef, we gon’ pull up and pop ropes
up in the opp tank, touching on my folks
came in this b*tch with them torches, no tacos
took off his brain, he was trying to go viral
i’ll shoot this b*tch up and see blood like a psycho
have that lil’ n*gga sit by your door like a geico
cut a hoe from the side, she got twitched from the side hole
[chorus]
i keep riding with sticks, i be strapped like a sergeant
and yo’ partner got hit, n*gga, i was in the crib watching morty
in the trap like a printer, it came with a cartridge
you can talk all day, we got the drop in your apartment
sk make a n*gga straighten up like he parking
and i might hit the b*tton, watch that b*tch start sparking
for the benjis, we’ll k!ll your whole family like the barkleys
n*ggas think i don’t ball, but in the court charles barkley

- ssg splurge lyrics

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