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lirik lagu alex wiley - thug angel

(verse 1)
chasin fame, chasin money
got a lil name n-ggas tryna take it from me
sh-t is gettin to me i can’t even stunt
swinging for the fences n-ggas tryna make me bunt
my innocence and my youth
just disappeared in this booth
poof
ridin round in that coupe tryna keep my pockets on bruce bruce
you don’t like how i do? tru
peace out my n-gga, deuce deuce
honeys go cause my money swole
i’m eatin honey combs and cous cous
you don’t give a f-ck i don’t give a f-ck neither
ridin round cashin out smokin on keisha
hey nice to meet ya no way that i need ya
no waiving the fees i get paid for the features
shut the f-ck up lil n-gga
you don’t really want it wit these ville n-ggas, n-gga
we don’t give a f-ck bout nothin
them lame -ss n-ggas tryna push my b-ttons but f-ck it
rollin up, we gon get high tonight
she said “you gon be so d-mn famous”
sh-t, you probably right
couple b-tches wit me, they look like the molly type
all a real ville n-gga need is the money and the chain
wit the top down screamin out money ain’t a thang

(hook)
naaaaaa naaaaaa
naaa naaa naa
naaaaaa naaaaaa
naaa naaa naa
chillin wit the village, if u see a n-gga holler
tryna cop some mo purp
lemme hold a dollar x2

club “wiley” x8

(verse 2)
t-tties in my phone
from a b-tch that is not my b-tch
hey b-tch, come tickle my privates
living life like it’s yolo on my eyelids
then it’s bye-bye b-tch
back to the trap i go
n-ggas real cold at the rap, i know
pimp suit and a cane, if she lacks my dough
baby powder in my hand i’mma smack my hoes

(hook)
naaaaaa naaaaaa
naaa naaa naa
naaaaaa naaaaaa
naaa naaa naa
chillin wit the village if u see a n-gga holler
tryna cop some mo purp
lemme get a dollar x2

club “wiley” x8

#suckit

- lirik lagu alex wiley

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