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lirik lagu fb boochie - nan nxxga

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[intro]
(f~ckin’ producin’ my beats, its by me)

[pre~horus: fb boochie]
i ain’t finna walk in no n~gga boots, nd’ rap bout sh~t that i know i ain’t do
i ain’t finna call up no n~gga b~tch, nd’ tell her some sh~t that i know ain’t true
(nope)
i ain’t finna hang round no nother n~gga who really be hatin’ cause they know that ain’t true (know that ain’t true)
free my n~ggas thats locked in the jail, for doin’ some sh~t that they know they ain’t do

[chorus: lil bam]
i ain’t finna hit nothin’, know a n~gga blunt if i know his sh~t ain’t blowin’ like a flute
talkin’ to pillars nd’ gossip in groups
n~gga be lyin’ nd’ kick it like boots
nd’ i finna lay up with no n~gga hoe, said i’m tryina poke this lil thing till it poot
nd’ i finna ain’t gunna talk about sh~t that i ain’t ever did cause that just some sh~t that the don can’t do

[verse 1: fb boochie]
you ain’t ever shot up the kick back ~boom~
or made a op come get his lic back ~skirt~
you ain’t never had a og hatin’ on you
you might have to push a n~gga sh~t back
nd’ i been have the sauce, big mac (ayе)
and i use to make plays with a big mac (do it)
any n~gga play get a sh~t bag
evеry b~tch i f~ck get a big bag ~blrrt~
boy you used to get slapped with your b~tch ass ~bam~
you don’t think i remember you son? (you?)
and you know i had to cap my sh~t (why)
n~gga i’m in this b~tch with the don
aye, i’m in this b~tch with a gun (yuh)
flow hard like [?]
preach to him like red rum
lets do it like d~mn son (lets do it)
[pre~horus: fb boochie]
i ain’t finna walk in no n~gga boots, nd’ rap bout sh~t that i know i ain’t do
i ain’t finna call up no n~gga b~tch, nd’ tell her some sh~t that i know ain’t true
(nope)
i ain’t finna hang round no nother n~gga who really be hatin’ cause they know that ain’t true (know that ain’t true)
free my n~ggas thats locked in the jail, for doin’ some sh~t that they know they ain’t do

[chorus: lil bam]
i ain’t finna hit nothin’, know a n~gga blunt if i know his sh~t ain’t blowin’ like a flute
talkin’ to pillars nd’ gossip in groups
n~gga be lyin’ nd’ kick it like boots
nd’ i finna lay up with no n~gga hoe, said i’m tryina poke this lil thing till it poot
nd’ i finna ain’t gunna talk about sh~t that i ain’t ever did cause that just some sh~t that the don can’t do

[verse 2: lil bam]
i could’ve slid through the hood in the benz, but took they ass
jeffery like drivin’ the coup
she sent me her number nd’ i went through her friends cause i’m tryina f~ck this lil hoe up by the two
go straight in the booth and i don’t do no pen cause i’m only talkin’ bout sh~t that i do
nd’ i got some k!llers just like donald trump, but i keep my troops cause i know they gon’ shoot
i don’t put the stick in the trunk cause i’m ready to dump, to be honest its just been a while
just cause i been workin’ nd’ sh~t, but i murder some sh~t
if you try me? i’m gon’ walk em down
just wanted to f~ck the lil b~tch, but she love me nd’ sh~t
nd’ she tryina trap me with a child
i stay on some hustler sh~t, i get money nd’ sh~t; nd’ i sit back nd’ just watch a pile
[pre~horus: fb boochie]
i ain’t finna walk in no n~gga boots, nd’ rap bout sh~t that i know i ain’t do
i ain’t finna call up no n~gga b~tch, nd’ tell her some sh~t that i know ain’t true
(nope)
i ain’t finna hang round no nother n~gga who really be hatin’ cause they know that ain’t true (know that ain’t true)
free my n~ggas thats locked in the jail, for doin’ some sh~t that they know they ain’t do

[chorus: lil bam]
i ain’t finna hit nothin’, know a n~gga blunt if i know his sh~t ain’t blowin’ like a flute
talkin’ to pillars nd’ gossip in groups
n~gga be lyin’ nd’ kick it like boots
nd’ i finna lay up with no n~gga hoe, said i’m tryina poke this lil thing till it poot
nd’ i finna ain’t gunna talk about sh~t that i ain’t ever did cause that just some sh~t that the don can’t do


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