lirik lagu earl swavey – she gon’ go
[intro]
kam on the track
[chorus: earl swavey]
all my n~ggas know is to get that dough
yeah, i gotta keep a pole, know my wrist on froze
all my n~ggas know is to get that dough
couple pints, pour a four in the creme faygo
white b~tch named snow, she just wanna snort blow
one thing you gotta know, can’t make a wife up out a ho
b~tch street pr~ne, catch a date up off a phone
she don’t do finger rolls, she a real three~oh~fo’
the b~tch gon’ go
asking questions ’bout yo’ b~tch, the b~tch gon’ go
yeah, one thing about yo’ b~tch, the b~tch gon’ go
ayy, acting tough with the homies, the homies gon’ go
got your b~tch on the pole
[verse 1: earl swavey]
shooters gon’ go, n~ggas home on paroles
send those demons to your home, n~ggas coming for your soul
[?] gang~bangin’ on the low
lil’ b~tch [?] you gon’ hold
back on my bag, versace snakes on my ass
[?] i’m addicted to cash
my foot on the gas, but my foot on they neck
i’ma f~ck up a check with yo’ b~tch [?]
gucci on my neck, she [?] s~x
probably took you on a date [?]
purple or the ‘tec, know we keep it on deck
n~ggas tripping on the set, get hit with the tec
all i ever known, this is all i ever knew
n~ggas flexing for the ‘gram, tryna make it look bool
flame to the tennis shoes, and i gotta keep a tool
and i took that strap everyday right there to school
[chorus: earl swavey]
all my n~ggas know is to get that dough
yeah, i gotta keep a pole, know my wrist on froze
all my n~ggas know is to get that dough
couple pints, pour a four in the creme faygo
white b~tch named snow, she just wanna snort blow
one thing you gotta know, can’t make a wife up out a ho
b~tch street pr~ne, catch a date up off a phone
she don’t do finger rolls, she a real three~oh~fo’
the b~tch gon’ go
asking questions ’bout yo’ b~tch, the b~tch gon’ go
yeah, one thing about yo’ b~tch, the b~tch gon’ go
ayy, acting tough with the homies, the homies gon’ go
got your b~tch on the pole, she gon’ go
[verse 2: yhung t.o]
all of my glizzies got extra extensions
play close attention ’cause n~ggas be snitchin’
i don’t want yo’ b~tch, wouldn’t take her to dinner
if i wanted yo’ b~tch, i would probably send her
my shooters got tempers, boosters and strippers
i don’t sip clifford, neck cold as december
my b~tch got a temper, got k!llers and fibbers
line yo’ ass up like some clippers and strip you
gang, i’m a member, got sauce like some tenders
my b~tch got some ass, it’s soft and it’s tender
my gun got a lemon, i squeeze it and hit ya
you cuffing that b~tch and she f~cked with my n~ggas
[chorus: earl swavey]
all my n~ggas know is to get that dough
yeah, i gotta keep a pole, know my wrist on froze
all my n~ggas know is to get that dough
couple pints, pour a four in the creme faygo
white b~tch named snow, she just wanna snort blow
one thing you gotta know, can’t make a wife up out a ho
b~tch street pr~ne, catch a date up off a phone
she don’t do finger rolls, she a real three~oh~fo’
the b~tch gon’ go
asking questions ’bout yo’ b~tch, the b~tch gon’ go
yeah, one thing about yo’ b~tch, the b~tch gon’ go
ayy, acting tough with the homies, the homies gon’ go
got your b~tch on the pole, she gon’ go
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