Correction Lyrics Mini Me by Young Nudy

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Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, man
If it was a shootout, my youngins did it (f**k you mean?)
Yeah (COUPE)

Look in my eye, man, you know I'm gon' spray (Yeah)
n***a didn't know, but today is the day (Bah)
Slimeball full, I want his lil' plate (Big Slime)
b*t*h-ass boy, know your ass gettin' ate (Big Slime)
I got all these hoes at the base (Yeah)
I got all these pills we ate (Ooh)
Twerk that ass, b*t*h, make that shake (Twerk that ass)
Smokin' ooh-wee, I feel great (Ooh-wee)
I'm so high, can't feel my face (Can't feel my face)
Only thing I felt when I was nuttin' on that b*t*h face (Ooh, ooh)
Ooh, that sh*t there was so great (f**k)
Brought her to my amazing place (Wow)
Came a long way from Section 8 (I did)
Yeah, okay (I did)
But it's still hood like Section 8 (Woo)

We send hits, n***a (Hits)
My youngins do the shootout, that's they sh*t, n***a (sh*t)
My homie put a potato on his four-ten (Four-ten)
Ain't nothin' but headshots every time he go in (Go in)
Get paid right just to handle biz
Lot of money open up his wig (What?)
Split him apart, hit a kid
Keep squeezin', shoot that b*t*h again (Woo)
Kill sh*t, we'll never end (Nah)
Snitch on me, gotta lock me in
b*t*h n***a tried to handle folks, they tried to box me in (b*t*h n***a)
Came out the whip like Rambo, n***a, poppin' sh*t (Yeah)
Homie came out with two Glocks in the backseat, he on Max Payne sh*t (Ooh)
And we not squeezin' for fun, we aimin'
Opps think they'll catch me slippin' again, what the f**k they thinkin'? (What the f**k?)
Smash off, left somebody stankin'
Call my lawyer, tell him come pick this money up, it's a situation (Yeah)
Prayin' that these n***as don't snitch on me and they partner don't make it (Swear to God)
Throwed off, man, I'm talkin' crazy (Yeah)
Slash that, man, I'm talkin' brazy
b*t*h n***a, man, you fugazi (b*t*h n***a)
n***as out here pump-fakin' like they was with me when it was time to blaze it (Haha)
But this sh*t okay 'cause Slimeball extra paid, I ain't have to pay (Nah)
Sometimes, I just wanna spray (Yeah)
Sometimes, man, I gotta pay (Yeah)
Long as a b*t*h n***a dead, then it's good with me, know it's still on my face (Yeah)
Play with mine, we gon' step on your face
You ever seen a n***a killed for them faces?
Hitman for the money, he take it (Hitman)
Surgical with this sh*t, no type of training
Yeah (No, sir), I get wicked with this sh*t, man (Yay-ski)
Hop out the bushes, he pull in the driveway
When I hit the MAC, I turn that b*t*h sideways (Grrah, grrah)
Red bandana, yes, it's over my face
Hood on my head and it's tight with the lace (What's brackin', n***a?)

Still ride around with a dirty-ass K (Dirty)
On the fool sh*t all day, tryna play (Dumb)
n***a just listen the sound of my K (Listen my K)
Brrrt, yeah
Ka-ka-ka-ka, click-clack, baow, b*t*h, we ate (pu**y)
Up in the stars, we gon' creep with the moon (Yeah)
A maniac, n***a, f**k your little goon (Murder)
n***a, you ever went and killed a goon?
Nighttime, turn a wolf to the moon (Nighttime)
Hop up on it, we gon' blow all your goons (Eat 'em)
n***as some pigs, we blow through they door
Blowin' all the smoke, they run to them folks (They run to them folks)
Say they with this sh*t, but sh*t never show (This sh*t never show, man)
Your big homie let you down, n***a (What the f**k you mean, n***a?)
I told you

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