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lirik lagu culture jam - eye spy

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[intro: nardo wick]
(tay keith, f~ck these n~ggas up)
(murda on the beat so it’s not nice)
i, i, i, i
i, i, i, i

[chorus: nardo wick]
i spy with my little eye some b~tch n~ggas
meet my lil’ brother ty, he like to f~ck hoes and drench n~ggas
i thought they was shooters? them wicked n~ggas came and benched n~ggas
chillin’ with a mini drac’ like i’m adonis babysitter
who? what? when? where? how? don’t ask me, i don’t know
when you drivin’ down this street, don’t go too fast or too slow
lil’ ho tryna cuff me up, she bad, but i can’t go
she pulled up, pulled down my pants, then she four plus four

[verse 1: nardo wick & key glock]
i don’t know what y’all been told
but i promise ain’t n0body be f~ckin’ with me (uh)
i don’t know what y’all been told
but a switchy come with all these gl!ckiеs
i spy with my little eye a bad b~tch (yеah)
she spy with her little eye a savage
don’t push the b~ttons on me, i flash quick
if i hop out and tew~tew~tew, tew, it’s tragic (yeah)
[verse 2: key glock]
bro’ll make a n~gga disappear, magic (voilà)
i just hopped up off a lear, landed in a bad b~tch
they say money talk, i be talkin’ mad sh~t
d~mn, lil’ mama bad as f~ck, ain’t nothin’ ’bout her average (uh~uh)
glizzock keep the baddest (glizzock)
diamonds hittin’ like cassius (woo)
never catch me lackin’ (uh~uh)
fn have you dancin’
all my b~tches fancy (mwah)
real talkin’, real life
i got hoes on top of hoes, but always see somethin’ else i like, yeah
i spy with my little eye somebody ho (yeah)
i seen my ex the other day, she made her eyes roll (b~tch)
yeah, real hustler, n~gga, count a milli’, eyes closed (yo)
canary diamonds on me, baby, these ain’t rhinestones (f~ck)

[chorus: nardo wick]
i spy with my little eye some b~tch n~ggas
meet my lil’ brother ty, he like to f~ck hoes and drench n~ggas
i thought they was shooters? them wicked n~ggas came and benched n~ggas
chillin’ with a mini drac’ like i’m adonis babysitter
who? what? when? where? how? don’t ask me, i don’t know
when you drivin’ down this street, don’t go too fast or too slow
lil’ ho tryna cuff me up, she bad, but i can’t go
she pulled up, pulled down my pants, then she four plus four
[outro: nardo wick]
i, i, i, i
i, i, i, i
i spy


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