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lirik lagu referee – yn jay

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[intro]
ok, that’s how we gon’ do it?
(oooh, sav k!lled it)
alright, ok
yeah you know this like my favorite type of beat right here
oh you know that* ah
ok

[verse]
b*tch foul on the play, call the referee
n*gga better do his homework, think bout testing me
b*tch better tell her friend how i treat her, think bout* ah
b*tch tell her* d*mn
alright, b*tch better tell her friend what i* d*mn
b*tch better tell her friend how i treat her, think bout texting me
better know i beat the doonies down, think bout s*xing me
b*tch on the way to get f*cked* nah
b*tch on the way, run out of gas till the b*tch on e
b*tch crashed the car on the way, this lil b*tch can’t see
she wanna be my girlfriend, this lil b*tch can’t be
hit her from the back, pull her tracks, this lil b*tch can’t wee
gotta take this b*tch back* ah f*ck
gotta take this b*tch back to school this lil b*tch can’t read
b*tch went to college and got dropped, this lil b*tch came ease
you be f*cking b*tches young as h*ll, yo lil b*tch eighteen
b*tch called my phone asking for money, this lil b*tch came needs
what b*tch, what the f*ck do you need?
b*tch walked in with big diddies, she got double d’s
walked in with a gucci fit, it was double g’s
walked in with a* ah
i can’t even tell you what i walked in with
fast car i can’t tell you what i parked in with
it’s too fast, i can’t tell you where i parked then went
still remember when coochie land hit the charts then went
ain’t no love, i can’t tell you where my heart done went
ain’t no movie, i can’t tell you where my part done went
in a movie, i just had my lil* d*mn
in a movie, i just had to learn my part then went to the top
you know me i’m that n*gga from the block
yeah that probably wasn’t me* d*mn
yeah that probably wasn’t me if you ain’t see me with a lot
i ain’t never had no key, you might just seen me with a lock
i was probably out in beecher, you might just seen me with my pops
you ain’t seen my bruised up, you might just seen me with a knot
i was probably in the kitchen, you might just seen me with a pot
i was probably in the coupe, you might just seen me in a drop (ah)
i just pulled up with a drum, it’s a high hat
i’ll take yo gun off your hip, “boy that’s my strap”
beat a n*gga ass in the club, he won’t fight back
n*gga said something on facebook, i don’t type back
should i roll a seven or eleven? i brought dice back
smack my b*tch up in the club, i brought ike back
ridin’ with a glock 23, i brought mike back
slide down shooting off the pegs, i brought bikes back
uppercut hit em’ with a left, i brought rights back
i just put a yeah on my yeah, i brought sights back

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