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lirik lagu ​thr33 – plottin

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[intro: thr33]
~hit that boy like a 808 (n~gga)
lil’ baby wan’ f~ck, i told her she gotta wait
pull up to the party and i’m kinda’ late
hol’ up, gotta turn this bih’ to the max
these n~ggas so mad ’cause i get them racks
and we finna blow up, that’s a fact
and i’m taking yo’ car, n~gga, that’s a jack
f~ck n~gga try’ run, hit him in his back
i’m f~ckin’ his ho, i’m breakin’ her back
he say he get bread, i do not agree
and these n~ggas know, i’m a different breed
i get so much bread, think it’s on a tree
twin drinkin’ lean straight out the bottle
glock in my jeans, walk with a waddle
f~ckin’ with this bad bih’, she a model
n~gga, i’m a leader, f~ck a follow
d~dj ob1
[verse: osamason]
plottin’ on that l!ck, yeah (that sh~t is f~cking trash)
yeah, i knew i was insane when i flipped that whip, yeah
spin yo’ block and dip (f~f~ck off the airway)
i’on wanna hear that sh~t (no)
came through, ‘xtеnded clip
brand new glock with switch
gunpowder on my fit
boy, you brokе, i know you not hip, go
send you to the star, b~tch
i’m like e.t, tryna send ’em home
please don’t diss on my phone (b~tch)
cause i like the smoke, yeah
choppa, cook filet mignon
turn yo’ bro to ghost, yeah
smoke ‘za, and that b~tch strong
smoke got on my clothes, yeah
his ho’, love all my songs
yeah, i’m her ringtone, yeah

[verse: thr33]
yeah, aye
plottin’ on that l!ck
plottin’ on that jugg
bit~b~tch, i keep that fye on me, and i wish you would
i’m outside looking for a wavebeat
tw~twelve behind me, you ain’t catching me
gon’ f~ck up his weed, that n~gga got laced
he telling for arby’s, call that boy jace
and i’m finna hit that boy like a 808 (n~gga)
lil’ baby wan’ f~ck, i told her she gotta wait
pull up to the party and i’m kinda’ late
hol’ up, gotta turn this bih’ to the max
these n~ggas so mad ’cause i get them racks
and we finna blow up, that’s a fact
and i’m taking yo’ car, n~gga, that’s a jack
f~ck n~gga try’ run, hit him in his back
i’m f~ckin’ his ho, i’m breakin’ her back
he say he get bread, i do not agree
and these n~ggas know, i’m a different breed
i get so much bread, think it’s on a tree
twin drinkin’ lean straight out the bottle
glock in my jeans, walk with a waddle
f~ckin’ with this bad bih’, she a model
n~gga, i’m a leader, f~ck a follow


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