lirik lagu bundy santana - lurking class
[hook]
where the hoes at?
where the souls at?
b~tch its ghost man but you already know that
wind in my dreads, rocking pashmina flowing back
pop out with brodie, hoe we moving like we smoke & stack
we was broke and bad
b~tch it ain’t no joke in that
switchblade was the preference over toting straps
we off the grid and on yo ass n~gga stay low
woah
disappear into the gangways and train smoke
[verse 1]
ain’t no burkin bags
all we got is dirt & trash
f~ck armani me and bro was rocking lurking class
i took the music put my spirit and hurt in that
you know you f~cked up for the future if you grew up with a certain past
heard its that, n~gga who came in to tussle?
i sent thе lo, don’t be surprised if i came woth a shovеl
b~tch i been chasing my passion til it became a hustle
off the muscle i cut my t~~th on the daily struggle
i see death on the corner and i laugh in his face
better tell his ass slide with a mask and no trace
b~tch i came from the rift, got the ash on my lace
they like “bundy moving quiet, he got wrath in his gaze
heard you was doing all that flexing and fumbled the plate
we used to starve, now we hunger for shrimp with the steak
i still got homies in the city who sleep with the drake
i still got a shorty who tweak off a eighth
[verse 2]
what you said n~gga?
oh yeah you p~ssy
keep it quiet, i see red n~gga
i’ll beat yo ass i catch you talking to them feds n~gga
b~u~n~d~y, i be that guy but everybody still address me as that dead n~gga
yeah n~gga
hoe i been that phantom in a skinbag
b~tch ass n~ggas aspire to be
they copy flows and bite the style, they try to be me
can’t even hide it
i’m inside of they mind living free
i used to ride in a jeep
now i’m that guy in the streets
don’t compare me to these rap n~ggas, we lions and sheep
i’m prepared to blow a stack n~gga
who riding with me
bring the bros and bring the b~tches fire up the weed
yeee
[hook]
where the hoes at?
where the souls at?
b~tch its ghost man but you already know that
wind in my dreads, rocking pashmina flowing back
pop out with brodie, hoe we moving like we smoke & stack
we was broke and bad
b~tch it ain’t no joke in that
switchblade was the preference over toting straps
we off the grid and on yo ass n~gga stay low
woah
disappear into the gangways and train smoke
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