how it be

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Swapa - Rap, Chillout

how it be

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[Verse] I think you wastin' yo' time Bad bitch, she know she fine Diamonds on her neck, diamonds on her chest, she know she the real dime You best not be with them guys Hangin' with 'em, gettin' fried She eat the dick up like some fries Told her that it's cold, she like, "Come inside" (Okay, o—) Yeah, racks comin' in like thrift clothes Bad bitches, yeah, I get those (Get those) Sippin' too much, now my brain frozen Pockets swole Brodie off a Perc', now he floatin' Said she was a flirt, now she nervous 'round me Can't fall in love with these hoes Solid nigga, I could never fold Never told in my damn life Never switched for no damn likes Yeah, pray to God 'fore I go to sleep A lot of these niggas be wishin' on me Guess that's just how it be

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  • Swapa