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lirik lagu future - brazzier

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[intro]
pluto
gon’ kick my sh~t, know that
let me pop my sh~t (southside), let me pop my sh~t

[verse 1]
i took them cheap prices up high
i’m really the biggest homie you got
i’ll f~ck a rapper b~tch in the whip
bought her a verse, give her a lil’ clout

i got real coke, real cocaine on my collar
she a nympho, benzo, b~tch just hit the lotto
put them yellow diamonds on a black b~tch, call her mulatto
b~tch drink 1940 deuce like moscato
she the b~tt~naked truth and this b~tch swallow
took a whole month from the day i met hеr and spent a million dollars
i just made her еx p~ssed off, all the sh~t i bought
i got a habit, takin’ chicks out, goin’ out the mall
i drink lean, but i’m a big dog, so i bought the bar
d~ck her down ’til her body start shakin’, she in shock
i talk drugs, i talk diamonds, i talk money,
give you cake, happy birthday, i’ma f~ck her raw
that’s my b~tch, i’m throwin’ a rollie on her arm
turn a baddie to a boss overnight, she a star
my lil’ b~tch hittin’ them l!cks every day, credit card
woah, woah, woah, i’m in the deep end, swimmin’ with the sharks
woah, woah, woah, i’m in ‘biza, lettin’ these freaks suck my c~ck
my b~tch stayin’ down with me, shootin’ stars, oh, lord
i take st— sticks with me and i take k!llers where i go
’bout to go count a mil’ ticket ’til my wrist lock up
f~ck another check up every time we leave the store
popped so many tags, i forgot how many cars i got
wrapped a soldier rag ’round the gun, louis vuitton
[chorus]
go on and throw your gang sign up if that’s what you on
if i f~cked her more than one time, that sh~t hittin’ for somethin’ (that sh~t hittin’ for somethin’)
yeah, heavy sedated, intoxicated
i’ma go crazy, i gotta go brazzier
one in the top, one in the cut
once it’s stuck, then it’s up

[verse 2]
i get fronts and backs, chanel bandana around the mac, yeah
i ain’t trippin’, if you slip, you gon’ get whacked, yeah
same n~gga, before i rapped, flippin’ packs, yeah
keep it cool, don’t front the mood, play the back, yeah
my n~ggas ain’t no construction workers, but they love playin’ with sand (woo)
i just bust down another rol’ and put emeralds in the band (yeah)
touchin’ down in wakanda, goin’ international on the ‘gram (‘gram)
i don’t go nowhere without my hammer, that’s not in the plan (nope)
she must be hittin’ for somethin’ if i ever f~cked her again
mask on, mask off, make that purgin’ sh~t a trend
i’m the realest n~gga she f~cked, so that make the p~ssy a virgin again
i send them goons lil’ deep, deep, deep, they comin’ through to spin (slatt)
i send them goons lil’ deep, deep, deep (yeah), they comin’ through to— (what’s happenin’?)

[chorus]
go on and throw your gang sign up if that’s what you on
if i f~cked her more than one time, that sh~t hittin’ for somethin’ (that sh~t hittin’ for somethin’)
yeah, heavy sedated, intoxicated
i’ma go crazy, i gotta go brazzier
one in the top, one in the cut
once it’s stuck, then it’s up


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