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lirik lagu nine vicious - one more week

part i: all fours

[intro]
(haha, n~ggas crazy)
(i’m with yo—, yeah)
(i’m with young ahmad in this b~tch, man)

[chorus]
i f~cked up my money, got it right back (p~ssy, b~tch)
i just did a show (say what? what?), got it right back (what? n~gga, what?)
shawty be on all fours, d~mn, i like that (i like that sh~t)
shawty be on all fours, d~mn, i like that (i like that)

[verse 1]
trip to nyc, i’m on my goth sh~t (i’m on that goth sh~t)
i might throw a play like jared goff, b~tch (what? what? what?)
sometimes it feel like a young n~gga ain’t even got sh~t (let’s go, let’s go)
might pull up on your block with a mopstick (what?)
she suckin’ on the c~ck, she eat all the d~ck (suck it up)
f~ck, i made that money that plus (let’s go)
i’ve just been smokin’ on runtz (woo~hoo), come in here smellin’ like must (what? what?)
gettin’ that money a must, sh~t, she ridin’ that d~ck like a bus (like a bus)
long live pete, lil’ b~tch (yeah), i’m screamin’ out, “r.i.p. gus” (slatt)
my crib is vintagе (let’s go), i think it came with dust
rock out like thе ’70s, on some punk sh~t (on some punk sh~t)
why the f~ck these n~ggas take my flows, they my son, b~tch
i just had to take your b~tch as soon i announced it (soon as i announced it)
i just had to take that bl!ck as soon as ya popped it
i just had to f~ck your b~tch as soon as she dropped it
as soon as she dropped it (what? what?)
as soon as she dropped it (what?)
told her, “drop that booty, turn that booty for me, baby”
i just came in with my godd~mn fire, feelin’ crazy (baow)
i just dyed my hair red like my cup, i feel lazy
shawty give that becky, yeah, that white girl give that katy (eugh, eugh)
on god, shawty give that becky, that white girl give that katy (say what?)
[chorus]
i f~cked up my money, got it right back (p~ssy, b~tch)
i just did a show (say what? what?), got it right back (what? n~gga, what?)
shawty be on all fours, d~mn, i like that (i like that sh~t)
shawty be on all fours, d~mn, i like that (i like that)

[verse 2]
how you learn that? who you f~ck with?
glock in bag, i keep it tucked (what?), glock in bag, i keep it tucked (go)
why you so sad? you know that i love you (go, go)
why you so sad? you know that i love you (ayy)
why you so sad? you know that i love you
i spent a hundred~k in three months, i spent a hundred~k in three months (say what?)
all that cap sh~t, look at me, n~gga, you know you ain’t tough (no, you ain’t tough)
all that cap sh~t, look at me, shawty, you know you ain’t tough (no, you ain’t tough)

[outro]
you’re not a tough guy
all that tats on your face, you’re still not tough, b~tch
no, you’re not tough
you’re not a tough guy at all

part ii: my shooter

[intro]
woo~hoo (say what?), let’s go (what? what? what? what? what? what? ah)
let’s go (what? what? what? what? what? what? what? what? what? ah)
open that sh~t the f~ck up (ah)
if you scared, get the f~ck—
[chorus]
my shooter, my shooter, my shooter, my shooter, my shooter (shut the f~ck up), my shooter, my shooter (what?)
my shooter, my shooter (what?), my shooter, my shooter (what?), my shooter, my shooter, he’ll do ya (say what? woo)
my shooter, my shooter, my shooter, my shooter, my shooter, he’ll pull up and do ya (what?)
my shooter, my shooter, my shooter, my shooter, my shooter, he’ll pull up and do ya (b~tch)

[verse 1]
your ass ain’t even from georgia, why the f~ck you sayin’ twin? (you ain’t from georgia, b~tch)
give a f~ck, i’ll slime your brothers, n~gga, i’ll slime your kin (say what?)
i need chaos right now, d~mn, i feel like ken (f~ck that)
i’m pretty like a barbie doll, you can call me ken (say what?)
i got gen, gen5, pop your ass like a 10 (baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)
she do it again, she drinkin’ my kids up like it’s hen’
please, don’t try that sh~t lil’ p~ssy, i’m gon’ always win (say what?)
please, don’t try that sh~t lil’ p~ssy, i’m gon’ always win (let’s go)
boy, your whole life a lie, yeah, you’re rappin’ my life (b~tch)
i’ll send your ass up to the sky, i know ya scared of heights (say what?)
i can’t even fit in that p~ssy, godd~mn, it’s so tight (let’s go)

[chorus]
my shooter, my shooter, my shooter, my shooter, my shooter (shut the f~ck up), my shooter, my shooter (what?)
my shooter, my shooter (what?), my shooter, my shooter (what?), my shooter, my shooter, he’ll do ya (say what? woo)
my shooter, my shooter, my shooter, my shooter, my shooter, he’ll pull up and do ya (woo~hoo, what?)
my shooter, my shooter, my shooter, my shooter, my shooter, he’ll pull up and do ya (b~tch)

[verse 2]
i had hoes before fame, i had hoes ‘fore the fame (let’s go)
i had hoes, i had hoes way before i had fame (let’s go)
hollow tip all in my gun, i use your head like a range (let’s go)
hollow tips all in my gun, usin’ your head like a range (f~ck boy, baow, baow, baow, baow)
feel like a white ho (woo), i might go get and me a range (what?)
i got a wet ho, shawty be wet just like some rain (rain)
finna be rich, shawty, i just might spend a mil’ on a ring (what?)
my life sicko, baby, no, i ain’t even talkin’ ’bout pain (say what? what?)
[outro]
f~ck you talkin’ ’bout, p~ssy~ass n~gga? (let’s go, what? what?)
yeah (open that sh~t the f~ck up), yeah (let’s go)
your p~ssy~ass know what the f~ck is goin’ on, let’s go

part iii: skims

[intro]
(haha, n~ggas crazy)
(i’m with yo—, yeah)
(i’m with young ahmad in this b~tch, man)

[chorus]
i just sing to the p~ssy lips (n~gga, what?)
i’m a bad b~tch, they all know i’m him (say what?)
she not ratchet, she pull up in some skims (pull up in them skims)
she not ratchet, she pull up in some skims (let’s go)

[verse 1]
godd~mn, my life changin’ too much, i don’t know how i did it (what?)
ain’t no burger, i see a patty, yeah, i flip it (flip it)
i’m finna drop my sh~t then after that i’m worth a ticket (b~tch)
i’m from athens, uga, i feel like george pickens (what?)
706, i’ve been doin’ it for a minute (say what?)
gotta work on my neck, knew i’d sell all my pendants
cheated on my ho, i don’t know why that ho locked in it (what?)

[verse 2]
b~tch, i ain’t the baby, i don’t like no box (i don’t like no box)
i put hollow tips all in my glock (baow, baow)
you play with the gang, lil’ shawty, you know you get mopped (mopped)
you annoyin’ as h~ll, lil’ shawty, i don’t like when you talk (what?)
i don’t like when you talk, i don’t like when you talk like me (blatt, blatt)
i don’t like when you talk, i told you, “just drop it for me”
told me you got some swag, i’m tryna see what you got for me
just got me a brand~new bag and it hold my bl!ckies (what? woo)
and i had to spray paint h~llo kitty (what? what?)
i f~cked up on my ex when i was in sydney (woah)
i came in with that strap, i keep me a bl!ckie (what? what?)
she got pink hair this bih’ look like her name nicki (what? woo)

[outro]
d~mn, ah
f~ck you talkin’ ’bout, n~gga
ah—ah
say what? ahahaha, b~tch~ass n~gga
cut that sh~t

part iv: came a long way

[chorus]
said you miss your ex, why you ain’t tell me? (n~gga, what?)
i told you i need some money, i need me a milli’ (say what? say what?)
i ain’t stoppin’ ’til my closet worth a bentley (closet worth a bentley)
i done came a long way, show me and tell me (let’s go, let’s go)

[verse 1]
i’m so bad, shawty, i’m feelin’ like michael (i’m feelin’ like michael)
she eatin’ my kids up like a mike and ike (eugh, eugh, like a mike and ike)
i just want you, baby, i ain’t tryna fight right now (n~gga, what?)
i just want you, baby, i ain’t tryna fight you (say what?)
sold out shows, sold out dates, every day (let’s go)
you’s a opp, breaking bad, your ass act like hank (and what?)
she’s so wet, just like water, shawty ass look like a sink (say what?)
need your love, i’m tryna find it, yeah, just like a maze
i don’t even want that vibe right now, pass that lil’ ho to lil saint (oh)
i’m startin’ to hate like all these b~tches, i’m feelin’ like andrew tate (n~gga, what?)
f~ck a streamer (f~ck a streamer), b~tch, i am that sh~t (b~tch, i am that sh~t)
i’m the leader (i’m the leader)
she’s a down b~tch (she’s a down b~tch), she’s a eater (she’s a eater)
i just pulled up, yeah, in that two~seater (n~gga, what? what?)
i don’t even want that vibe (what?), no, i don’t need ya (i don’t need ya)
i don’t even want these lessons, no, i don’t need ya (no, i don’t need ya, say what?)

[verse 2]
came a long way, came a long way (came a long way)
came a long way (what? what?), came a long way (what?)
need my m&m’s like peewee longway
i just wanna f~ck on your vibe, wanna take her a long night (n~gga, what?)
came a long way, came a long way (what? what?)
came a long way (what?), came a long way (what? what?)
came a long way, came a long way (came a long way)
came a long way, came a long way (long way)

part v: what them racks do

[intro]
(808 mafia)
what? what?
808 mafia (808 mafia)
what? what? (woo~hoo)
what? what? what? what? (woo~hoo)
what? what? what? what? (woo~hoo, tellin’ ya, jack)
say what?

[chorus]
look what them racks do (what?), i run at the racks, dude (what?)
look what them racks do (say what?), say, look at them racks do (yeah)
i give my brother the tool, all he know is shoot (woo~hoo)
i’m sippin’ on red, boo (let’s go), i’m fine, got racks, woo (what? what?)

[verse]
sh~t, i’m feelin’ alone (i’m feelin’ alone)
f~ck, i got them racks, i send some shots at your home (ra~ra~racks)
tat, brand~new tat, this sh~t takin’ too long (say what?)
tat, brand~new racks, i had to cop me some chrome (let’s go)
hold up, i’m in your house, i don’t give a f~ck ’bout a code
tat, n~ggas be ass, n~ggas be stealin’ my flows (and what?), hold up, yeah
sippin’ on racks, yeah, a lil’ n~gga just poured up (eugh), hold up, yeah
you ain’t shoot sh~t, p~ssy n~gga, put that pole up (put that pole up, huh)
i sip red, i sip red, i sip red (i sip red)
i sip red, i sip red, i sip red, n~gga (tellin’ ya)
i sip red, i sip red, i sip red, n~gga (overly)
i sip red, i sip red, i sip red, n~gga (let’s go)

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