t-banga 6 am in hammond şarkı sözleri

Get your hands out my pockets, ain't got nothin' for you I had to hit her with this dick, she just another number He heard the shots and he took off, he just another runner When your main man switch, that make a nigga wonder You had some bread and you go broke, that make a nigga humble Say what I mean, mean what I say, and I ain't never mumble I talked to 22, he told me this forever for you Remember sleepin' on your floor, nigga, forever love you She was fuckin' like four niggas, but want me to cuddle I let this song cry, I can never let you see a puddle I took my team and made a play like we was in a huddle Now it's just us, the bleachers empty like we in the bubble Hard times a make a nigga rich, you gotta want it Snakes and the vultures, they be hissin', they be swarmin Valuable asset, I ain't the one that you can tarnish To get this high, you might need a ladder and a harness And a parachute, where you been? Like, nigga, who it matter to Multiply the money, wonder who I give a fraction to Niggas got so much to say, I'm like, who was askin' you The f*ck was askin' you? F*ck, nigga Don't believe what they sayin', it's probably all lies I felt played, she told me she only like tall guys Oh, he ain't make it to the league, now you like all size She got to laughin' and she started spreadin' large thighs Lotta chicken on me, nigga, you niggas is small fries When I'm in the H, I'm feelin' great, I feel like mob ties GFM forever, I told Deezy I wouldn't cross lines Different kind of vision, they can't see it, know they all blind I had my way with this shit, you could play or get rich I told my bro, give me your hand, had to take me a risk (wrist) Aye man, you know how your hand attached to your wrist I mean, f*ck it, look Ayy, I'm traumatized, I come from a place where niggas' mamas cry I grew up broke, lookin' at the sky, and I just wonder why I love my dog, but if he ever try me, then he euthanized No description, they know I'm bout business like a suit and tie I'm head first, limpin' with a biscuit like I'm Fred Durst Told my dog that we gon' get it right, he popped a med first Where I'm from, if you don't mind your business, get a red shirt Told my mama I need me some cleansin' and she said, church Church I need some cleansin' and she said, church
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