lirik lagu suavve porter – stayed down
[intro: curly savv]
grrah (ayy, big bro)
uh
yeah, haha
paow
brrt
uh, look
[verse 1: curly savv & suavve porter]
rockin’ designer like i’m a stylist
drippin’ the latest
my b~tch is a dime, i f~ck wit’ the finest
her body amazin’
get off my line ’cause i got no time
if n~ggas ain’t speakin’ my language
my ‘ooter gon’ clap, cadence
i came from the trap, i made it (dg)
[verse 2: suavve porter]
why you backin’ out bands?
think that was gon’ amaze me, crazy
certain sh~t really don’t faze me
pop out, flex, i make broke n~ggas hate me
ladies love suavve and they all tryna date me
left her alone, now she tryna replace me
lately i feel like i been in my bag [?]
one~sixty, we do on the dashboard
i’m off a perc’, i won’t stop till her back soft
with or without the pill, baby, i last long
[verse: 3 curly savv]
but if i pop it, it turn on my stamina
she say i’m a animal
’cause i be blowin’ her back out
if she a treesh, she get f~cked in the trap house
we put a opp in a blunt like he runtz
call up the cuzzy, i know he gon’ crack out
you ain’t got no guap, boy, why you frontin’?
n~ggas all talk, go bring the pack out
if i do a hit, then i flood off the scene
i remember n~ggas sellin’ me dreams
i was bummy, barely had in my jeans
now this money got me lookin’ all clean
n~ggas mad ’cause they ain’t on my team
paper bag, fill it up wit’ the green
laser tag, if i catch me a gs
haters mad, they be hatin’ on me
[verse 4: suavve porter]
i said, just wanna know what’s the reason they hatin’
is it the b~tches or bread that we makin’?
ain’t good in my hood, you ain’t one of us
n~ggas play cool ’cause it’s easy fake it
i’m good wit’ the bloodies, i’m cool wit’ the makks
say you get money? well, brodie gon’ take it
might call up the cuzzy, he slide wit’ the strap
don’t ask what i jack, just know that i’m sanctioned
i was just broke, makin’ no profit
rubber bands full of bands, need no wallets
drip too hard, need no stylist
see some drip that i want, then i go cop it
i go hard in the paint, like, go rock it
schemin’, movin’ in the streets with no knockin’
fast pace and baggin’, no joggin’
if you tryna cop za, that’s no problem
found out he the plug, we go rob him
all~black like batman, no robin
beat it up too hard, leave a ho throbbin’
now your ho callin’, that’s your problem
opps like bro clocks, on no timin’
say you smokin’ on who? go find him
you get hit too if you cosign him
so please mind your business and don’t try me
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