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lirik lagu trl - uncle elroy

[intro]
camp boyz
camp guyz
like all my b~tches bad, b~tches bougie
i like all my b~tches bad, bean and bougie (you’re not making this easy, kyle)
i like all my b~tches bad, mean and bougie, ayy
i like all my b~tches— (ayy, pass that ‘wood)
ayy

[verse 1]
i like all my b~tches bad, mean and bougie (n~gga)
n~ggas always doin’ all that talkin’, n~gga, do it (baow)
badass b~tch wanna f~ck me off my music (yeah)
pull up to your block with my chop, get to shootin’
f~ck around and walk right into louis with some gucci (yeah)
f~ck around and shoot you with fn, but i ain’t lucci
baby, you be doin’ all that playin’, throw the coochie (yeah)
b~tch, free them boys, when they get out, this sh~t a movie
be runnin’ with them shooters
gorillas in them pits
thousand dollar shoes, i could’ve paid a n~gga rent
if she ain’t tryna f~ck me and the guys, she get spinned
if not, she gotta dip
once i f~ck, she gon’ run her mouth, but i ain’t even trip
i ain’t trickin’, but i might just blow a knot if she thick
catch an opp out in traffic, blow his top with my bl!ck
ran into a n~gga ho, she put her top on my d~ck (yeah)
boy, you know what that sh~t mean, she put my c~ck on her lips (b~tch)
b~tch, you tryna f~ck or not? you told me you was grown
if you ain’t tryna make no money, why you call my phone?
ask how these lil’ n~ggas from the seven don’t be in the zone
now it’s secret smoke around this b~tch, we f~ckin’ n~ggas’ hoes
you a real b~tch (yeah), and you’d hit the road
b~tch callin’ me the jackman ’cause i be gettin’ phones
run up some pape’ off some juggs, i ain’t gettin’ shows (camp boyz)
and keep your n~gga where he at, b~tch, i ain’t switchin’ rolls (yeah, yeah, yeah)
[verse 2]
she ain’t tell a n~gga that we f~cked, she like to play her role
b~tch, i know some n~ggas made a ticket off a minute phone
f~ck security, i’ma have my pole when i do a show
little~ass boy d~ck suck more than groupie hoes
b~tch, i got a job ‘fore you runnin’ in and out of stores (come here)
lil’ n~ggas broke and hate the camp, what them n~ggas on? (broke ass)
once you get around the gang, she gon’ do the most
she gon’ have camp in her caption when she make a post (sh~t)
funny ’cause she wishin’ that her n~gga was a camp boy (dumbass)
i got all different type of b~tches, uncle elroy (yeah)
you lookin’ bad, i could put you on to some pape’, boy
matter fact, i got a play for you right off livernois (off livernois, n~gga)

[outro]
talkin’ ’bout
camp boyz, camp guyz, n~gga
got a play right off livernois, n~gga
trl sh~t
yeah
blrrt

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