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lirik lagu yung smoody - droppin lo's

brrrr
dropped the lo to the spot, i’m creepin finna head home
she said she fighting to keep this sh~t alive, i said she dead wrong
tell that ho to put the pencil down, i ain’t got time to be lead on
knowing if she f~cks with me she can eat like 30 burgers cause my bread long
so i’m dippin, grippin, slidin, ridin
hope them laws don’t get behind me cause i’m smoking while i’m driving
know it’s summertime, h~town, and them b~tches be profilin
keep that pistol on my side cause they young n~ggas out here wildling, just like nick cannon
sent my b~tch out to las vegas just like rich gannon
just want to rap and get throwed, nothing like ugk, like payton manning
i can drop a feather, call my brudda, they spending on they silly f~nny[?]
she thought that p~ssy was going to get her in, now she’s staying in the hamptons
she staying in some deep night
gotta keep the feet right
know the jackers are out at night, so i ain’t stopping for no street light
i’m slidin to the crib, i’m finna bust shhh, don knotts
she like the way i drip, plus i kick flavor like a roundhouse
she don’t get the main crib, i sent the addy to the townhouse
she like “what city you in?” and i told her “b~tch, this poundtown”
all these n~ggas jock my flavors so she see it’s going down down
and this life sh~t ain’t a movie, i can’t let her catch my blindside
beat me to the crib, i’m in the house, i’m trying to straighten up
just f~cked a b~tch last night, the bed messy, i’m trying to make it up
supposed to be here at 8:30, d~mn this b~tch late as f~ck
left a rubber on the floor, that b~tch nasty, i’m trying to rake it up
she sent me a text that said she’s five minutes out
i put them clothes in they closet and stuck my gun under that couch
i’m logging out my netflix, she already know what this about
soon as she walk in through that door, i’m driving d~ck off in her mouth
nah, for real
this a dangerous game you give a ho a addy you could get k!lled
but that p~ssy feel like heaven and that head game surreal
she got to throwing that ass back and call her big mama like madea
and sent her ass to the bathroom, her phone was on the bed still
know this b~tch a ho, i’m going through her phone and it ain’t locked and she done sent a lo
she sent a text to a n~gga ttg, that mean she trained to go
i know the city fast for real, but she must think a n~gga slow
shot a fella to my bird and so that mean i want a n~gga smoke[?]
sh~t, this must be a n~gga ho
slappin on her ass, while i’m walkin her to a n~gga do’
my burner waiting by her car, he don gave a n~gga ho
soon as she try hop in, he tell her put it on the flo’
you know how this finna go
put it down, know the score
we know you a janky b~tch, we know you plottin on riding bro
pull it out your pocket, now put it on the curb
this the perks when you in splashtown and you f~ck around with them birds
brrrr

- lirik lagu yung smoody

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