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lirik lagu i love rap – ysr gramz

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[intro]
(big drice on the beat, yeah)

[verse]
made a lot of money rappin’, that’s why i love rap
i used to vacuum seal them ‘bows, get ’em gift*wrapped
i put them diamonds in my mouth, black riff raff
i keep a pocket monster on me, make ’em get back
i can fall right now, i’ma get back
n*gga droppin’ diss songs, but he ain’t get no get*back
this b*tch ass fat as h*ll like my backwood
we used to beat n*ggas’ ass up at atwood
he ain’t really like that, he just act good
all my n*ggas throwin’ b’s and they act like suge
that n*gga ysr the g.o.a.t., how he rap so good?
they like, “how he came up if hе ain’t crack no jugg?”
head tap from the drac’, it’ll crack his skull
i know some n*ggas sеllin’ dog like 42 dugg
it’s 2023, i ain’t showin’ love
this money ain’t sh*t, i just blew a dub
when i see him, i’ma knock his lights out like i blew a bud
i’d rather ride around and catch plays, i don’t go to clubs
b*tch ask me do i really love her? i shoulder shrug
i know my n*gga wanna see me win, he gave me the plug
seen my lil’ n*gga lackin’, i gave him a gun
you better put that money up, you better save you some
if i pull this chop out, it’ll make a n*gga temple run
n*gga, we are not the same cloth, i’m a different one
n*gga, it’s so much money on the floor, you better get you some
b*tch head game so crazy, she be goin’ dumb
sh*t, i’m used to the pain, i be goin’ numb
you cannot name a n*gga i’m runnin’ from
hittin’ this lil’ b*tch from the back, i’m finna use my thumb
take that gun from that lil’ n*gga, he did not dump
n*gga thought it was one*on*ones, but he got jumped
tee poured a four of green lean, this sh*t got me slumped
please don’t play with ysr ’cause i am not the one
b*tch, if you ain’t on that tip, please do not come
when i bought my first drac’, i went and bought a drum
that b*tch ain’t sh*t, she got pregnant by a f*ckin’ bum
don’t you hate when a b*tch talk ’bout her baby daddy?
i’m with my flint n*ggas, they talkin’ ’bout that n*gga chatty
he ran up his first twenty*ball, went and bought a scatty
f*ck droppin’ diss songs, n*gga, drop your addy
i’ll never leave my dog how boosie did webbie
this b*tch out here sellin’ wap, she gettin’ that fetty
[outro]
(ayo, drice)
that b*tch sellin’ wet*ass p*ssy, man (run that sh*t back)
she gettin’ fetty, n*gga
free fetty wap, man

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