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lirik lagu pradadon – too many

too many lyrics
[intro]
calling that b~tch up to leave me alone
i’m calling that b~tch up to leave me alone
ysl home, my porsche cayenne
i’m f~cking this b~tch in the back of my boat
i said, f~ck it, i’m breaking her back in my home
f~cking that b~tch then i’m taking her home

[chorus]
they ask, “how many b~tches you got?” too many
“how many b~tches you got?” too many
“how many n~ggas you shot?” too many
“how many racks you got?” too many (way too many)
“how many thots you got?” too many
“how many cribs you got?” too many (way too many)
“how many cars you got?” too many
“how many f~cks you give?” not plenty (too many)

[verse 1]
put my hands in my pockets, that sh~t’s never empty
got me a rolls and i got me a bentley (truck)
i been trying this sh~t, i been rapping that sh~t
you be trying that sh~t, you don’t buy all that sh~t
n~ggas gon try head’ and call me and i tell these n~ggas
i put all this sh~t for my best me
don’t invest in a stock, n~gga come invеst in me (crazy)
these n~ggas want saucе, i ain’t sharing the recipe
yeah, and i remember all them n~ggas that i used to hang out with at the start of my come up
yeah, yeah i done glowed up, yeah, and you bummed up (godd~mn)
yeah, i remember when they loved me
yeah, and i thank god they left me
yeah, cause my pockets chunky, and theirs’ empty
yeah, it’s cause i got racks, they resent me
yeah, it’s cause i got rich, now they envy
ain’t spoken to em in a couple of years
exchanged a few words and dropped a few tears
and i know, i ain’t talking about the bums who left me
yeah, i’m talking about the bros that kept me
yeah, i’m talking about the guys that kept me there
you got my right hand man and my lefty
know some n~ggas, they all want me dead
yeah, know that’s your b~tch, yeah, she want me
yeah, you know i could tell that she want me?
yeah, she looked in my eyes and said, “f~ck me” (godd~mn)
got a v12~dor, can’t race me (phew)
cops run out of gas when they chase me (phew)
we’ve been through so much, how you hate me?
but please don’t think the racks done changed me
i’m still that old lil’ n~gga from the background
remember when they walked past me, couldn’t see me
[verse 2]
don’t wanna try me, yeah, you don’t wanna try
the opps tryna slime me, yeah, they want me to die
yeah, yeah, i’m in the club and i’m throwing racks, they stay in the sky
you want it done, lil’ bro? don’t worry cause i know the guy
you want a gun, lil’ bro? don’t worry cause i know the guy
you want that dark money in the bank? bro, i know the guy (i know the right guy for that)
yeah we gon’ pull up and spray on your block like cinco de mayo
we gon’ pull up and paint on your block like this sh~t diwali
yeah, i got racks on the play~of~the~clock cause i gave him molly (yeah i be cheating and sh~t)
how you gon’ talk that sh~t hind’ my back and never say sorry?
when i got the 9, i pull out my hip, i’m making him fly
if your family in trouble, so, do you know the right guy? (you is not connected)
cause i know some n~ggas that look at the court in the eye and lie
cause i know some n~ggas that’s taking a bullet, yeah they finna die
cause i got some thots that’s sucking me up every time we link
and i told my jeweler, yeah, put my diamonds in the sink (yeah, ice that out)
and i got a ruler, yeah, it’ll turn your blood pink (gon’ scare you out)
that b~tch wanna try me, yeah, she sucking my d~ck like a binky
and i’m with the guys, you know, yeah we chillin’ in dubai
and all of my opposition talking sh~t, they’ll get swat like a fly
i’m that guy, talking sh~t, gets you whacked, just for a 5
25 will cross the border, yeah, don’t ask why
i don’t even wanna fight
cause i’m making more than ya
trapping in the brick and mortar, yeah
[outro]
try me, yeah

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