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tiger woods - swifty blue, otm & baby yungin lyrics

[chorus: baby yungin]
it was me against the odds, guess who won
mama always told me “you the one”
gettin’ paid, makin’ money i don’t want
only twenty but a boss
if you tell me that you different, yeah, i love the way you talk

[verse 1: baby yungin]
brodie gave me p’s, got ’em off
n*ggas play with gang, k!ll ’em off
got too many hitters in the vault
[?] three p’s, no chris paul
f*ck ’em over, they opps want me in the mall
and i told you for the love, spent two thousand on my lawyer, paid him off
ridin’ dirty in the backseat, put my faith in god
deep in the streets, it’s la with the sticks
we seen it all
life just gon’ start gettin’ large

[verse 2: duffy]
it’s time to show these n*ggas how to ball
kinda janky, but this life is what i chose, i want it all
clappin’ on the opps’ block the only time they get applause
equipped with this mini*draco, i’m just slidin’ for the cause
shot at who? i’m not involved, n*ggas police, keep it pushin’
see this big*bank buddha on my neck? sh*t, f*cked ’em
intimidated by us, every n*gga with me thuggin’
really got it off the mussle, they ain’t f*ckin’ with these youngins
starin’ at my jewelry, he caught lightning and thunder
see the proof? it’s in the pudding, ain’t no competition with us
every day my ‘fit exclusive, duffy always spendin’ money
every day my life a movie, so i keep this cannon with me
[verse 3: blue pesos]
stincs run the city, disagree, i’ma flatline him
twenty bands on distro, finna flood my neck with more diamonds
i appreciate susa lee dearly, she is so kind
a deuce to the face plus a perc’, i am so high
sh*t, eyes low but don’t test me
you can’t hear with sis, you gotta go, don’t offend me
i done quarterbacked a few plays too, i’m tom brady
sh*lls in his back made him hit a 360
gon’ get jiggy on the floor and stick and move, it get tricky
i get my work from the narcos, know i’m locked in with the mexicans
movin’ swiftly on the court, blocked the play, i’m scottie pippen
“how many sh*lls you dropped, p?” maybe triple*somethin’ digits

[verse 4: swiftly blue]
i said long live the ruler, got me outside with my ruger
and dough boy, that’s my shooter, nba, he a hooper
you could catch me in the hood or you could catch me at hooter’s
only time i seen my opps is when they talkin’ on computers
off the mussle, grimey gang, whole squad full of troopers
i brought kodak to the hood, now my hood full of snipers
wake up in the mornin’, load my pistol, grab my rifle
if your b*tch lookin’ bad, on the set, i’ma pipe her
i’ma f*ck her one time, you the type that’s gon’ wife her
and the migos steady wolfin’, so we bustin’ all*nighters
you better watch your mans ’cause i think he got a wire
baby mama stay trippin’ ’cause i’m cheating like i’m tiger
[chorus: baby yungin]
it was me against the odds, guess who won
mama always told me “you the one”
gettin’ paid, makin’ money i don’t want
only twenty but a boss
if you tell me that you different, yeah, i love the way you talk

- swifty blue otm baby yungin lyrics

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