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lirik lagu can’t show me – yb curtis

intro:
(jt on the track again)
aye mane say, you know some sh*t i figured out folk?
misery really do love company my n*gga
cause i real life just be stayin’ to myself and coolin’ sh*t
(godd*mn, bj with another one)
and like, n*ggas, be tryna invade my sp*ce and sh*t my n*gga like
mane say, why you can’t just cool it over there my n*gga?
like let me stay in my zone, you feel me?
aye but mane say, i’m finna gon’ and k!ll this sh*t though
aye, yeah
say let that bit, go like this, yeah

chorus:
aye, i was n my whip cruisin’ with thoughts up on my mind (brrgh)
and she want me to entertain, mane, but i can’t waste my time
and you must think i’m gi*i*joe, b*tch
and you know you a hoe, b*tch
and i know one thing, and i know you f*ckin’ know b*tch
mane why do you think that you know me?
yeah, my n*gga you don’t know me
and mane i find it funny how you tryna show me
yeah, my n*gga you can’t show me
verse 1:
aye, aye
step one, step two
n*gga, you can’t show me sh*t
mane i’ma pull up with the stick
then i’ma blow that b*tch and hit
my n*gga you must think i”m talkin’ ‘bout a glock?
with that .4 .5
but i got this bazooka b*tch and you know i’ma show mine
and i’m about to go and hit that b*tch, about four times
i know that n*gga tried to snitch on me
you know bro lyin’
and she be wantin’ me to give attention, i pay no mind
i’m elemental like i’m avatar, i like bromine
i’m f*ckin’ two b*tches, at the same time, i like both minds
i f*cked her once, and then i f*cked her twice, i hit it both times
i’m drivin’ mad fast, up on the road cause i got road rage
i’m independent every f*ckin’ day cause that’s my domain
my people used to tell me mess with a girl that’s my own age
my n*gga i’m already in the book
so make yo’ own page
i got a f*ckin’ message on my phone, what my phone say?
i’m a solo dolo n*gga b*tch, know i got my own say, yeah

chorus:
yeah, i was n my whip cruisin’ with thoughts up on my mind (brrgh)
and she want me to entertain, mane, but i can’t waste my time
and you must think i’m gi*i*joe, b*tch
and you know you a hoe, b*tch
and i know one thing, and i know you f*ckin’ know b*tch
mane why do you think that you know me?
yeah, my n*gga you don’t know me
and mane i find it funny how you tryna show me
yeah, my n*gga you can’t show me
verse 2:
aye, aye
step three, step four
mane, she finna throw some mo’
and i don’t even f*ckin’ know why you on the floor
mane, what you tryna show?
and i’m gon’ hit that b*tch so good you know her p*ssy finna blow
say mane i hope it don’t explode
aye, that lil’ b*tch so freaky mane i grabbed her by her throat
i hit her ass for twenty minutes then i had to f*ckin’ go
i’m f*ckin’ drivin’ in my whip my n*gga, had to hit the store
i bought myself a f*ckin’ gatorade and yes that bit was cold
and mane i took a f*ckin’ nap while i was sleep, now i’m awoke
and then the b*tch gon’ try to leave me
but she can’t because she roped
and you know i’m just f*ckin’ freestylin’
won’t stop cause i’ma go
and you know i’ma keep on goin’ my n*gga because i’ma blow
and say mane, you know when i’m rappin’ n*gga, i just f*ckin’ flow
and then a n*gga get to dancin’ b*tch and i just hit the whoa
aye say mane don’t you f*ckin’ do sh*t b*tch
you reapin’ what you sew
and then you know we f*ckin’ laughin’ and we joce n*gga, lets go

- yb curtis

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