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lirik lagu nite n day - luhh dyl

[intro: luhh dyl]
huh, ha

[verse 1: luhh dyl]
i was gon’ say slow down but i was speedin’ sh~t up
she said slow down when i’m beatin’ sh~t up
you can be anything, just can’t be in with us
you can be anything, you just can’t be me
45 recliner, get em blown out his seat
freak b~tch on me tryna blow through the jeans
just me and 19, i don’t need me a team
this b~tch sandy brown but they thinkin’ it’s green
he double cupped up, got him thinkin’ it’s lean
but whole time he sippin’ on green water tea
psh, better f~ck ‘fore i leave, i got places to be and i got people that’s payin’ to see me
i got n~ggas that’s movin’ they feet without payin’ a fee
pull up all black, you think it’s habibis
these 5.56s and not bbs, we be givin’ out belt, all bb
me and my brothers gon’ ball, bbb
they think i’m crazy, just wait ’til they see three
n~ggas ain’t smokin’ on ‘za, this some seaweed
bro made a hundred off the ‘bowls, he only see weed
i need a hundred for shows by next week
phone dry, need a hundred hoes by next week
actin’ stingy with the p~ssy, that next please, she only good for head, shoulders and neck, knees
big~ass chain worth fifty, my neck lean, he kept his sh~t on for too long, his neck green
i put that sh~t on for too long, it’s too easy
i can’t lay up for nothin’, lil bro need me
i got somethin’ make you lay down, no peezy
n~gga, how you locked in with me and you don’t know diddy?
[verse 2: babyfxce e]
yeah, huh, n~gga, how you locked in with me? you don’t know freddy
i know n~ggas that’s rich with no chain and i know n~ggas pop sh~t with no pape’
and i know a n~gga that’s cryin’ ’bout a b~tch that i hit first date with no name
huh, shot the club up but ain’t nothin’ happen, i guess i got no aim
can’t be around the fire like propane, she put it in her mouth like colgate
i drove all fast sh~t, it’s no brakes, pockets on all fat sh~t, it’s no shame
i cut a straight to it b~tch, i got no game, then put it on the guys like, “here go, gang”
i walk a n~gga down, got no range, hit him with the 45, he got no face
b~tch, yeah, let him press up, they can guess who did it
all my n~ggas send shots, hoop city, rick, rick, rick, chrome shots too sh~tty
just popped ten, i’ma need two b~tches, n~gga want smoke, f~ck it, i’ll hoop with you
billard stick but i still scoop b~tches, was finna buy a watch but i want a new kitchen
tryna take somebody b~tch to ruth’s chris, rob a dealer, when she try to catch me, i’m too shifty
glock ain’t now, i’m remember two smithens, goin’ rack from rack like a n~gga do tennis
met her for a lil’, she don’t know what to do with it, you don’t make no money, n~ggas cool with it
that’s how you n~ggas be gettin’ backdoored, treat n~ggas like brothers just got cool whipped

[verse 3: 1up tee]
huh, she thinkin’ i cheat, so she cheated, i ain’t even cheatin’, she finished herself for no reason
he dappin’ me up but i thought we was beefin’, i’m clappin’ him up, get him shot like a needle
tired of amiri, i’m rockin evisu, don’t think he f~ckin’ my ho ’cause i’m single
rappin’, it got me a bag like seafood, still could teach you how to punch, i’m shifu
scam money, can’t beat it like jet2, b~tch, don’t try to leave me, i’ma let you
switch (frrt), i’m matchin’ my load, it’s like s2, i’m from the d but the ‘raq got the best food
think i’m a link and i f~ck, we ain’t that cool, glizzy give a n~gga wings like red bull
gossip like b~tches your ass h0m~s~xual, why this b~tch think ’cause she pretty she special?
hmm, dog what? can’t cuff sh~t, b~tches all sl~ts
n~ggas ain’t got no pape’ but y’all tough, b~tch, i ain’t want no chain, i bought bucks
swingin’ that zpap like a golf club, aw, f~ck, dog, i hit the wrong one
huh, my lil’ pretty b~tch love r&b, she don’t ever listen to rap ’cause y’all suck
huh, ride the srt like a nascar racer, d~ck suck every rapper, you a background dancer
if k!lla ain’t here, i bet a smackdown happen, when it come to the hoes, i got maxed out batches
your b~tch ain’t white but i crack her, still keep a pole and i’m a positive rapper
fat, fly n~gga, hoes like these n~ggas like bikers, they stuck in the cycle, i passed ’em

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