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lirik lagu fr doe – stanwill

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[intro]
oo sh*t, that’s a danny g beat

[verse 1: stanwill]
pull up in a shaker
them b*tches try to pull me over, i see you later
you want her, you can have her
if i want her, imma take her
i wouldn’t buy the b*tch a white t, i heard you [?]
ate her, all she do is [?]
[?] paper
[?] drank, purple yellow like the lakers
my belt match my [?] like a stapler
[?] on your ass, no faking
yeah

[verse 2: trl]
that’s the n*gga with the drip, don’t make me mad
[?] make it on your head
bring your friend with you, tryna see if she a ten
cool right now, but i can show you how to get
your b*tch ain’t sh*t
she get dogged like a pit
called a n*gga out, he started calling it quits
[?] legs and i’m [?]
it’s the [?] b*tch, she let all of us in
[verse 3: stanwill]
finna crash the benz, we ain’t trippin on it, ’cause you ich
we’ll hop up in the h*llcat and [?]
you can’t even see me, ’cause i’m sliding with the stick
[?] the whip, you see [?] tryna jump [?]

[verse 4: trl]
[?] nother dead n*gga
all the hoes love us, ’cause they know that we the bread winners
you the type to do a drift, then say that your mans did it
better stack the bands up, or just stick to the plan, n*gga

[verse 5: stanwill]
[?] i got [?] on my ass
i be sh*t talking, you would think a n*gga ass [?]
he ain’t got my love, ’cause my b*tch know i [?] bag [?]
itch, i get pape from all angles
[?] deman out a b*tch, i’m rocking ballmaines
if [?] one of us, you know we all hate
lil bro da vinci with hat b*tch, i have my dawg paint you

[verse 6: trl]
be for real though, you ain’t never had a turn, n*gga
how it feel, ho?
my money real long
do it in my sleep, this sh*t light like a field goal
two watches, three chains, got a dollar bill [?]
i wanna be a hot boy, so he got [?]
leave a n*gga sh*tty boy like he [?]
if you ain’t in no motion, n*gga, then you get canceled
and she got her nails done just to get hammered
i just got the head from her, i ain’t [?]
brodie, when you tryna slide, [?]
pull up with match to smoke, and give you n*ggas cancer
unc stepping on the work, you think the n*gga dancing

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