eggs

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[Intro] Uh, aye, uh, uh (Uh), yuh (Uh), yuh Aye, yuh, aye, yuh, aye, yuh, uh, yuh [Chorus] Okay like, he don't want no smoke, like hoe we know he a bitch Okay like, I was in that day and running no dose with the shits (Skrr) Listen, my gang we don't play, we like the army with clips (That's facts) I can't be no hoe, you know you are who you with Okay like, he don't want no smoke, like hoe we know he a bitch Okay like, I was in that day and running no dose with the shits (Skrr skrr) Listen, my gang we don't play, we like the army with clips (That's facts) I can't be no hoe, you know you are who you with [Verse] It go like eeny, meeny, miny, moe Catch a lil' thot right by her toe Jump on this dick like pogo pole I got thirty in the clip, that murda she wrote I might wack a fuck nigga if he stay too close (Aye) And lil' ho wanna fuck for some clout or some goals (Facts) Eight double G my waistband I'm a big double G, I don't take xans Like GTA, get wasted We don't do, do basic, we take shit (Yuh) Back in the day, strapped at the vacay (For real) Niggas body hit the wood when he take hits (For real) Wanna fiddle what this here riddles (Mhm) Sippin' on syrup, ain't no McGriddle (Mhm) Shawty said the block hot like McChicken And I got klucks, givin' head, ain't no chicken Ayy, got a golden ticket, no Willy Wonka Bussed down Rollie from Ben Baller Sipping on the sixth I'm feelin' nauseous Perks in here'll leave you hollow I got two hoes kissin' in the back Thinkin' they was dykes how they hold the strap Finna hit the booty club, for another G5 And that ass fat, man, it shaped like a beehive Got a couple gang members throwing up B signs Lightskin nigga, boy, I do the most Bullets in his body make a shape like a "O" Now he lookin' like a Fruit Loop or a Cheerio, oh [Chorus] Okay like, he don't want no smoke, like hoe we know he a bitch Okay like, I was in that day and running no dose with the shits (Skrr) Listen, my gang we don't play, we like the army with clips (That's facts) I can't be no hoe, you know you are who you with Okay like, he don't want no smoke, like hoe we know he a bitch Okay like, I was in that day and running no dose with the shits (Skrr) Listen, my gang we don't play, we like the army with clips (That's facts) I can't be no hoe, you know you are who you with (That real) [Outro] Yuh
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