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lirik lagu team eastside lil p - mo chicken, mo problems

[verse 1: babyface ray]
n~ggas spread rumors like it’s poison
had to smarten up, still living through my choices
heard they called [?] they can’t avoid us
couldn’t buy the b~tch a bag, had to buy that b~tch [?]
all this rap money, feeling corprit
i still go to [?] with them oranges
leave it on her face, ’cause she gorgeous
in the parking lot, [?] blues, we have [?]
lose some, win some, that’s just what it is
[?] shirt, [?] jeans, ’bout to run and live
chewing perks, spilling drank [?] gucci [?]
i’ll f~ck up a n~gga stash, you can’t lose a ten
tell the baddest b~tch in the club twerk some
she f~cking first night, ’cause i’m worth some
she gon’ f~ck mе first night, ’cause i’m turnt up
you can pour it out the pint, when thеm [?] come

[verse 2: peezy]
ten thousand, twenty thousand, thirty, fourty
miscounted 50 racks, i had to count it over
sixty thousand for the watch, i know you can’t aford it
i can’t even lie, gary got me feeling real important
rose gold everything, this for my n~gga [?]
take the [?] off the pint, drop it in the soda
take the panties off your wife, and tell the b~tch bend over
i ain’t need a perkaset, i hit the ho when i was sober
thirty racks the long way, it make it hard to fold it
leave the mall dragging bags, think i broke my shoulder
leave the mall diriving fast in that new rover
police might as well not get behind me, i ain’t pulling over
hit your b~tch and do her [?] my heart the coldest
62 to 120, tht’s a bunch of [?]
say them n~ggas getting money, i ain’t even notice
how the f~ck you carey round a strap and it ain’t even loaded?
[verse 3: team eastside lil p]
mo chicken, mo problems
speeding in the h~llcat, acting so childish
[?] t, [?] sneaks, i don’t need a stylest
[?] streets, i ain’t do no college
[?] pouring out that pint, f~ck a baby bottle
used to f~ck hood rats, now i f~ck models
used to tuck orange peals for a couple dollars
you never been in a h~llcat, let me hit the throttle
you know i keep [?] like a new york nick
spot bumping 25’s, we don’t sell no nicks
i ain’t jumping on [?] i’ma send your b~tch
you wouldn’t believe what i spent on my new ice kit
you wouldn’t believe what i spent on my re~up
if it ain’t a cookie wood, put that weed up
b~tches wanna f~ck, n~ggas wanna be us
ghetto boys, we the goats, y’all can’t see us
b~tch

- lirik lagu team eastside lil p

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