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don't judge me - z-ro lyrics

[verse 1: z*ro]
mo city n*gga on the block tryna get paid (tryna get paid)
rolling gorillas to the barbershop to get a fade (that’s right)
smokin’ with k!llers, see a body drop every day (see a body drop every day)
blows my mind, way they blow, them haters are wavy
talkin’ ’bout rip (rip)
all the drinks is on vandross at every bar i be (bar i be)
i can buy anything, any house, any car i see (b*tch, i really got a bag)
better pack you a bag, that’s just how far i be (well, well, well)
but i don’t want no visitor (uh)
b*tch bad, but she might got chlamydia (uh)
type of sh*t make me end up a prisoner (uh)
please stop talkin’, i am not a listener (i can’t hear sh*t, b*tch)
unless you got product, i’m your distributor (ayy)
every time you see me, i’m just tryna make me some paper (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, paper)
i can’t kick it with you guys ’cause i know why you guys is fakers (ayy, ayy, woo, vandross)
[chorus: yella fella]
don’t judge me (don’t judge me)
’til i die, i’m gon’ be right there where them thugs be (i’m right there where them thugs be)
where them hustlers, them hitters, them pistols, and them drugs be (drugs be)
you gon’ have to accept that if you love me (do you love me?)
but if you just trust me (do you trust me?)
then we can roll together
if you can storm the weather
baby, i’m gon’ ride forever
i’m talkin’ ’til the end of time
i got your back if you got mine

[verse 2: yella fella]
sometimes you gon’ want me to stay, but i’m gon’ have to go (baby, i gotta go)
sometimes i’m gon’ come home late and won’t make it ’til 4 (4 in the morning)
sometimes i might not come home at all
sometimes i might not see your text, girl, just wait on my call (baby, just wait for me)
sometimes it’s gon’ be fine (fine), sometimes i might go to jail (sometimes)
sometimes the police gon’ question you, but just promise me you won’t tell
i know that you get tired of this thuggin’ (thuggin’)
sometimes we strugglin’ (strugglin’), but if you really love me

[chorus: yella fella & z*ro]
don’t judge me (don’t judge me)
’til i die, i’m gon’ be right there where them thugs be (i’m right there where them thugs be)
where them hustlers, them hitters, them pistols, and them drugs be (drugs be)
you gon’ have to accept that if you love me (do you love me?)
but if you just trust me (do you trust me?)
then we can roll together
if you can storm the weather
baby, i’m gon’ ride forever
i’m talkin’ ’til the end of time
i got your back if you got mine (wow)
[verse 3: z*ro]
if they want smoke, we got a whole lot of packs (uh*huh)
and if they want smoke, we got a whole lot of straps (uh*huh)
i ain’t even trippin’, my n*gga, it don’t matter what it is
guarantee we got a whole lot of that (uh*huh)
i don’t even like takin’ dominique and cook nowhere (h*ll nah)
’cause them n*ggas don’t know how to act (no)
n*gga go from laughin’ to up in this ho blastin’ (haha)
whatever make a move, blow a whole lot of that (blow a whole lot of that)
h*ll yeah, that sh*t was good, i done sold out of that (sold out of that)
but that ain’t for everybody, that is sold out the back (who are you?)
what the f*ck you lookin’ for? this grown*man business
if you know like i know, keep your nose out of that (your mouth closed)
who the realest n*gga walkin’? i suppose i’m the catch (it’s vandross)
smoke alone, you a*trippin’ if you thinkin’ i’ma match (it’s vandross)
i’ma let you talk your sh*t and i’ma let you make a scene
but i’ma send them k!llers where your daddy and your mama at (oh)
lay it down, lay it down, lay it down (ayy)
family full of roaches, bring the raid, spray it down (ayy)
gotta put a mute on anybody makin’ sounds (ayy)
one deep entertainment on patrol, makin’ rounds (woo)
you ain’t never met a player like me before (woo, woo)
i love money, i will never love these hoes (woo, woo)
i need deep pockets, i don’t need deep throat (woo, woo)
beyoncé said i had such a big ego (such a big ego)
[chorus: yella fella]
don’t judge me (don’t judge me)
’til i die, i’m gon’ be right there where them thugs be (i’m right there where them thugs be)
where them hustlers, them hitters, them pistols, and them drugs be (drugs be)
you gon’ have to accept that if you love me (do you love me?)
but if you just trust me (do you trust me?)
then we can roll together
if you can storm the weather
baby, i’m gon’ ride forever
i’m talkin’ ’til the end of time
i got your back if you got mine

- z ro lyrics

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