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lirik lagu sob x rbe - we on 1

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[verse 1: daboii]
i ain’t gon’ lie, this sh~t slap, i think i’m f~ckin’ with it
i ain’t gon’ lie, this b~tch thick, i think i’m nuttin’ in it
why do n~ggas steal the sauce and get to runnin’ with it?
why the whip got an odor? got them onions in it
and i’ll put this b~tch in sport and get to leaving n~ggas
i’ll throw on the cartier’s and get to reading n~ggas
i’ll put this .40 down, really beat a n~gga
or put your bother in the wood and get to chiefin’ n~ggas

[verse 2: slimmy b]
me and dboii, we the wave in this b~tch
you know it’s sticks around when the gang in this b~tch
every n~gga with me got on chains in this b~tch
try and sn~tch one you gon’ meet this ‘k in this b~tch
might throw a couple bands and make it rain in this b~tch
might call a n~gga main and run a train in his b~tch
lb in the corner busting plays in this b~tch
if you ain’t smoking runts then you can’t hang in this b~tch

[verse 3: daboii]
sh~t’s so wet i d~mn near came in this b~tch
she gave it to me sloppy give me brain with the tits
if you can’t up a dub, n~ggas lame in this b~tch
who said this sh~t is dry? i’ll make it rain wit’ a brick
on the gang
[verse 4: slimmy b]
forgis on the five~fifty, b~tch that’s how i’m bummin’
she was playing with the cat so i had to f~ck her cousin
all my diamonds dancing, you will never see me tucking
f~ck it, if n~ggas yelling f~ck ’em then it’s f~ck ’em

[verse 5: daboii]
all right then brodie, we ain’t f~ckin’ with them boys
yeah it’s up but if you ask me yeah it’s nothing with them boys
buffed the f~ck up, they like, “you f~ckin’ with them roids”
and you not enough for her so she be f~ckin’ with them toys
and i’m still childish so i’m still f~ckin’ with them toys
chop wit’ a, slide down and make some noise
i’ll never beat my b~tch she get to funkin’ that’s her choice
put a p up on his head and get to puffin’ on that boy
on the gang

[verse 6: slimmy b]
this choppa so big it make it hard for me to hold it
all these blues in the loaf it make it hard for me to fold it
give a f~ck about a b~tch, don’t wanna f~ck? i’ll get the lotion
don’t make me drop that bag and have them k!llas creep up on you
wocky with the lemonade, yeah that’s my potion
i’m feeling like dre in that benz, i’m in motion
can’t tell that’s your b~tch by the way she bust it open
laughing at you suckas when i shoot but i ain’t jokin’
n~gga
[outro: slimmy b & daboii]
yeah, i ain’t jokin’, laughing at you suckas when i shoot but i ain’t jokin’
your b~tch p~ssy good so i bust it wide open
ah, ah, ah, you can see the stick pokin’
ayy, yeah and i’m on one
two two three’s in that chop, yeah i’m on one
two two three’s in that chop, yeah i’m on one
thirty in that glock, ah, ah, yeah i’m on one

and i’m on one, ah, yeah, and we on one
ayy, n~gga funk, run in the house, n~gga on one
dboii and slimmy, back to back yeah we on one
gang


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