Correction Paroles 20s par Zareuz

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Ain’t no 10s b*t*h this all 20s
Ha ha ha in yo face like it’s funny
Lil broke boy try to play me like a dummy
Lil pu**y boy wipe yo nose it’s runny
Posted with a broke b*t*h you look bummy
Didn’t dap you up excuse me I’m clumsy
Been doing me just counting up money
Case you didn’t know ima playboy bunny

Excuse me lil hoe i need it cold on my wrist
Iced out diamonds with a frozen ass fist gotta thank these n***as for stealing my b*t*h
If it was for them than I wouldn’t got rich break these hoes off just to get to the chips
If I see 12 then a n***a gotta dip
Call me dj cuz I make the money flip
Flex on a hoe that be giving me lip
Old hoe came around but it ain’t the samе gotta new girl so I made her my main guеss you can say that feelings do change feelings getting hurt so I’m the one they blame
Boss ass n***a I don’t play kitty games
If I step in the club then I’m making it rain stunting on hoes so they can feel the pain I done moved out the hood so they said a n***a changed
Well my n***a I don’t really give a f**k
If you wanna try me test yo luck
Folded on me man you sposed to be a buck
Wasn’t with me when I was up in a rut
Now you all shook cuz I popped out the cut
You a whole a b*t*h get treated like a sl*t
Big dog off the leash motherf**king mutt
f**king up the game got these hoes on stuck
Switching all these lanes excuse I’m swerving
All up in her kidneys she said it’s hurting
These f**k n***as on my instagram lurking
Doing 80 on a free way swerving
U can catch me on the corner lil durkin
Tiny ass b*t*h in the club she twerkin
Idk wat it is sh*t got me gurkin
So much weed that it got my lungs hurtin
Damn yung xay what ya got in the bank
Won't smoke yo weed unless that motherfuker stank
If that weed ain’t loud then that b*t*h ain’t dank
I need gas strong enough to move a motherf**king tank
We smoking skunk n***a that sh*t stank
Choking on smoke pu**y n***a here a drank
Old b*t*h soft get ran up in the paint
Made a joke to pu**y boi and he almost faint
People always talking why they worrried bout me
You can’t hit my blunt man sh*t ain’t for free
I done reached 2 you don’t want me at my 3
b*t*h I’m High asf I been smoking on tree
Ran up on that pu**y got him singing like glee
This ain’t what it is but it’s what it’s gonna be
Young ass n***a but I’m still an og
Shine so hard that a n***a say glee
God damn xay why you had to bossed up
All up in my salad you gon get tossed up
sh*t get funny when you start counting money
I don’t fwu n***a just to be frank
I been kicking back with my n***a Ben frank
Is u in my lane mhmm pu**y n***a think
If u in my budget maybe then we can link
Till then b*t*h let a f**king n***a think

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