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lirik lagu dfwm – yella beezy

(blame it on monsta)

this lil′ f*ck n*gga keep dirty mackin’ on me

but i′ma keep sh*t playa tho’
i ain’t never f*cked on this n*gga lil′ b*tch
so what you stand fo′
say lil’ baby, i don′t kiss and tell
sh*t for real, i’m a playa hoe
b*tch keep bein′ messy bringing up my name
i can’t hit her, but i pay a hoe

twelve keep tryna come and f*ck wit me
that′s why i be stayin’ low
every time a lil’ thirsty b*tch try to beg
i start playin′ bro (gotta)
only thing i got out the b*tch is a headache
better ask yo′ man hoe

got that ruger, my lil’ shoota, come and shootcha
that′s what i pay ’em fo′ (pay)
baby momma belie’ anything a b*tch tell her
just toxic (toxic)
if the b*tch fine and got some ass on her
in her mind, i rocked her (i rocked her)

heard that n*gga done claimin′ my clique
n*gga ain’t on my roster (my roster)
these n*ggas out here claimin’ that they shootas
n*ggas ain′t bussin′ no choppas (no choppas)
all these n*ggas rock a ski mask now
these n*ggas ain’t no robbas (no robbas)
these n*ggas love tryna talk from afar
but they ′on’t want none of these problems (no problems)

if you tend a d*ck about a b*tch you think that i hit
say, “just stop” (stop)
sh*t, i got too many options (too many)
i ain′t trippin on sh*t, we can swap ’em (too many)

i know deez n*ggas don′t f*ck wit me (i know it)
i know deez n*ggas don’t f*ck wit me (i know it)
i know deez n*ggas don’t f*ck wit me (i know it)
sh*t, hey
i know deez n*ggas don′t f*ck wit me (i know it)
i know deez n*ggas don′t f*ck wit me (i know it)
i know deez n*ggas don’t f*ck wit me (i know it)

nah, hold on
i know deez n*ggas can′t f*ck wit me (i know it)
i know deez n*ggas can’t f*ck wit me (i know it)
i know deez n*ggas can′t f*ck wit me (i know it)
yeah, yeah
i know deez n*ggas can’t f*ck wit me (i know it)
i know deez n*ggas can′t f*ck wit me (i know it)
i know deez n*ggas can’t f*ck wit me (i know it)

sh*t, these n*ggas can’t f*ck with a picture of me (picture of me)
i ain′t sh*t to be played with (nah)
you can gon′ on with that dissin’ boy
put some bread on these b*tches head
have yo′ little ass missin’ boy (missin′ boy)
f*ck you sorry ’bout a b*tch for
and now yo′ b*tch is ugly

f*ck n*gga, i hear mad
because his little b*tch came and got a picture of me
if he don’t like me ten times outta ten
n*gga think that his b*tch f*cked me
sh*t, if a n*gga don’t f*ck wit me
n*ggas, f*ck em, ain′t no d*ck suckin′
sh*t, ion’t owe a b*tch nothin′ (nothin’)
get my money, n*gga, keep truckin′ (truckin’)

yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
oo, b*tch don′t quit suckin’
young gigolo, no quick pumpin’
might rub my head and hit the dougie (hit the dougie)
i ain′t gotta f*ck with any one of these n*ggas
you ain′t the only one gettin’ money (nah)
what you eat don′t make me sh*t, n*gga
i’m just sayin′ homie (i’m just sayin though)

- yella beezy

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