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lirik lagu 03 greedo – never

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[intro]
03, 03, 03

[chorus]
she gon’ never say never
she gon’ give me whatever
i’mma f~ck her forever
see dolce my sweater
see fendi my waistline, alexander my waistline
she gon’ [?], just so i never waste time
if i lose it too quick, you know she gon’ replace mine
roll up and give her the beat, yeah that’s me on the bassline
made that [?] bassline, dreaded like a jamaican
this gabbana, no bass man
no versace, no hermes
trap it down like a haitian
eyes slanted like asian
got some goods from the nation
meet me boy at the station
im a surgeon, no patience
i bossed up with them saiyans
but i still keep it playa’
couldn’t turn to a hater

[verse 1]
shots thuggin’ ‘cuz he put me on my first tour
him and travis need to giddy out the rodeo
even though i hit the stage and almost overdosed
i’m tl, screamin’ “free my n~gga rosco”
i’m from cali, but i never f~ck with roscoe’s
but i got chickens in the kitchen like it’s roscoe’s
my favorite song by kodak black is probably gospel
i’m fed up, really all this sh~t is hot though
only listen to them gutter motherf~ckers when i’m thuggin’ in my projects, cocaine in my nostrils
on my list i still put p~ssy at the top though
if it never was for gucci, i would not blow
but i send you to talk to jay~z or with rocko
man the city [?] was sittin’ in the front row
when i perform on great streets, it’s some hot ho’s
and one of my favorite rappers know a n~gga hot though
i come back and come back to the block though
keep it movin’ if i see too many cops though
f~ck a n~gga who be sneak sendin’ shots though
f~ck a n~gga who be sneak sendin’ shots though
i just wanna get my cuzzo a watch though
and a house full of money, and a yacht though
i want hillsy and a bentley gently back home
i wish [name] was out when i came back though
came home, ol’ [name] was off the map though
i miss him like locsta
free meek and baby though, and that’s on baby loc
i got a dawg and b~tch i never ever baby ho’s
sure don’t want no baby makin’ messes in mercedes ho’s
this is just a mention put my mexicans on blazin’ blow

[chorus]
she gon’ never say never
she gon’ give me whatever
i’mma f~ck her forever
see dolce my sweater
see fendi my waistline, alexander my waistline
she gon’ [?], just so i never waste time
if i lose it too quick, you know she gon’ replace mine
roll up and give her the beat, yeah that’s me on the bassline
made that [?] bassline, dreaded like a jamaican
this gabbana, no bass man
no versace, no hermes
trap it down like a haitian
eyes slanted like asian
got some goods from the nation
meet me boy at the station
im a surgeon, no patience
i bossed up with them saiyans
but i still keep it playa’
couldn’t turn to a hater

[outro]
say mane, is your boy buzzin if he just landed on a motherf~ckin’ sunflower
my haircut take one hour and i got dreads
i gots to get the bread
i never met a ho that won’t go, and that’s what you n~ggas already know