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lirik lagu nigga wym – ufobinky

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[ufobinky]
i say fafafafa hit em in his head
ion be writing wit no pencil
kuz my glock hold all tha led
told that b*tch dont f*ckin pull off
we gone make sho dat he dead
no my n*ggas never run
dees n*ggas p*ssy we ain’t scared
had me sitting up in court
but i ain’t say sh*t to feds
yall kno binky can’t go to sleep
unless he taking booko meds
i can’t leave without my flag
a young n*gga been stepping red
she retarted on dat d*ck i started thinking dat sped
i say ugh ugh achoo im took sick
they think im mrr the way a young n*gga been ruthless
we hoping out dont leave no evidence we leave em klueless
if we pullup we taking everything gone leave em shoeless
[ufobinky]
(x2) i say ugh ugh ugh ugh n*gga wat u mean
i got shooters i got robbers real steppas on my team
we got chops we glocks all them b*tches come wit beams
had to put another thug to sleep be gangsta in yo dreams

[detn*ggajay]
b*tch wakeup n*gga catch you slipping off that wok
got sum bruddas bound to crash they do the dash like f*ck the cops
i can’t lack i keep my gat you run up tripping you get popped
what’s the word we come thru swerving wit them sticks they think they mops
i say ugh ugh ugh ugh n*gga wym
tell yo b*tch get off my bridges my extensions come wit beams
my aunt lena into crippin i like making n*ggas bleed
turn a opp into a pack and now we rolling him
in leaves
im like shawty what you on she call my phone its h*lla late
can’t be thinking with my d*ck i won’t do chilling i got plays
no the opps won’t leave a mark but i got sparks you get erased
counting cash while riding fast i know them n*ggas want my place
i say uh uh uh uh tell them boys to catchup
f*ck yo hittas spin thru hea you betta come with backup
my li hittas got that uh that make you n*ggas backup
i like chilling counting gwuap im into stacking racks up

[ufobinky]
i say ugh ugh ugh ugh n*gga wat u mean
i got shooters i got robbers real steppas on my team
we got chops we glocks all them b*tches come wit beams
had to put another thug to sleep be gangsta in yo dreams n*gga
ay na this b*tch hard son, you know what the f*ck goin on we all inna room wit it

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