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lirik lagu trdee - ice trae

[intro]
sbdsm
(zara, you making grease again?)

[verse]
i be makin’ hits (makin’ hits)
i don’t got no time for the games or the tricks (i don’t)
remember when i took that l, i was sick (i was sick)
now i pull up lookin’ just like money mitch (ice, ice)
why you arguin’ and you ain’t got a bl!ck? (what the f~ck?)
you must not know n~ggas’ll shoot you in your sh~t
you must not know n~ggas’ll put you in the grave
so my advice to your ass is to behave
before your mama cryin’ like what did he do? (what he do?)
i’m sorry, ma’am, we had to pop him, mountain dew
know n~ggas comin’ around, who is you? (who is you?)
my mans starvin’, can’t even eat, not even chew (can’t even chew)
like stop stressin’, bro, let’s go and get this bread (lеt’s go)
i know that your p~ssy weak so give me hеad (give me head)
my feet been danglin’, been livin’ on the edge
i be with some steppers, no, they do not pledge (they don’t)
i be with a b~tch that could be in a movie (b~tch bad)
’cause baby got a cold face with a booty (sh~t, f~ck)
i swear to god she’s so mean, judge judy (judge judy)
why the h~ll you pocket watchin’? n~ggas fruity (n~ggas g~y as h~ll)
feel like ice trae because i’m the a ballin’
hit her off the liquor, now she won’t stop callin’
mr. run it up, what i look like joggin’?
i can tell that you ain’t really used to this often
i got used to this sh~t (i did)
give that b~tch up if you ain’t usin’ your stick (give it up)
never played soccer but the chopper got some kick
ain’t n0body like me, i’m ’bout real as it gets
ain’t n0body like her, i’ve been lookin’ (where she at?)
why the f~ck you so bad? need a whoopin’
i heard that you rock the bench, here a cushion (here you go)
i don’t talk to broke b~tches, keep it pushin’ (watch out)
got what she deserve, matt stafford on the rams (punch that b~tch)
i ain’t chris brown but my chain like to dance
they be in the blender beggin’ for another chance (please, please)
i just really spent a n~gga rent on some pants (i did)
oh, you better check the tags, these amiri (amiri)
baby, give that p~ssy up, actin’ stingey (let me get that)
had to cut that b~tch off, she too friendly (f~ck that ho)
late night cruisin’, it’s just me and my bl!ckie
hands itchin’, think it’s money on the way
if you try to run up on me, then you know i gotta spray
i don’t sleep with no freak so you know you cannot stay
man, i grind from the beginnin’ to the end of the day
i just caught another play, babytron threw me a lobb
how the f~ck you still broke? please go get you a job
how you switch on your team? i’m like kobe, stay with mine
n~ggas cappin’ in the booth just tryna think of any rhyme

- lirik lagu trdee

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