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lirik lagu kenny muney - can't make this up

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[intro]
(cldhrt)
(bandplay)
muney

[verse 1]
i’ve been on myself, aye where the dice? i’m ’bout to break sh~t up
dead like they sleep, but it’s all cool, i’m ’bout to wake sh~t up
n~ggas think sh~t sweet until we sweep through, make them take sh~t up
‘dis ain’t make believe, this sh~t for real, no i can’t make this up
big racks make them rake them up
yeah, i’m rich but i still be with steppers, big boots, lace them up
found out where you at, drop down with pencils, yeah erase some stuff
i’m with the gang, i don’t f~ck with thesе n~ggas on some racist stuff
you know they don’t like еmbracing us
they know we got racks for real, they know these boys can’t f~ck with us
i go get sh~t touched for real, can’t say too much, i hush that up
k!llers on cubans, i crushed them up
feel my body up with plenty ice, my b~tch think i’m a cup
poppin’ my sh~t, my b~tch say i’m a sl~t
she think i got a few hoes in the cut, but the only thing i’ma put up is some bucks
told the lil’ b~tch “ain’t no rapper”, i’m really a pharmacracy, i really got rich off of drugs
fly as a bumblebee, don’t need to buzz
girl, i’m a flower, i came out the mud
my pockets pregnant, don’t you see the pudge?
got this sh~t on, i’m not holding a grudge
[chorus]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, i can’t make this up
ask the streets, they know what’s up
no filter, ain’t make sh~t up
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, i can’t make this up
been had more straps than a stud
been had more racks than your pub

[verse 2]
gossip ’bout a n~gga pockets, that’s some sh~t i don’t indulge
why the f~ck we got to talk? we know these n~ggas broke as f~ck
we the ones ballin’, they talkin’ ’bout us
no, they can’t stop us, they tryna adjust
all the bad b~tches want me for some nut
ride it in manual, lil’ mama clutch
yeah, lil’ mama she clutch with the nut, throw it back like a shot, she ain’t throwin’ sh~t up
she mad at you ’cause you blowin’ her up, she lovin’ me ’cause i’m goin’ in her gut
ain’t tryna put no lil’ b~tch in no cuffs, i want some millions, i don’t want no hugs
i want some bodies, got racks for a judge, f~ck everybody who don’t f~ck with us
for real, i don’t f~ck with n0body (hatin’ ass, b~tch ass n~gga)

[outro]
yeah, yeah, yeah, i can’t make this up
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, i can’t make this up
yeah, yeah, yeah, (cldhrt) yeah, (bandplay) yeah, yall ain’t never made sh~t up


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