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Plies - Fuck U Gon Do Bout It
I dnt kno bra(I dnt kno bra) fa sum reason tonite I feel like I cud do wat da fuk I want to...
[Chorus: x2]
Yea... I'm drunk plus I'm vibin pistol in mi pocket n' I'm wildn got all mi jewelry on n I'm clownin nigga... what da fuk u gon do about it
[Verse 1:]
Got money I can buy bodies keep one in da head in dis big forty take sumtn from me I'm gone off him fukn with me it gon cost him
No no I ain't on blue dolphins yea yea da yak got me talkn thank god mi mouth keep me coughn now all dis cash keep me flossin jewelry on can't keep des hoes off me caked up look how I'm walkn fuk nigga cross me I'm gon spark him made nigga look how I'm bossin...
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 2:]
For a stack I can get u killed real nigga dats how I'm built stop waitn I do not slip flaggn will get u flipped choppas ain't sold dem
There don't like me I don't care.
Care fo wat umma millionare. tight jeans sumthin I don't ware. pistol csn't fit n dare. fuck nigga sumthin I don't spare. Pussy smell in
Da air. stay strapped go any ware.
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 3:]
Yeah nigga I am him no I don't fuck with him. rob me naw dta's slim. goonz I got plenty of dem. 40 knock off yo limbs. head shots angle at yo brimbs. fuck dem niggaz I don't film. kill dat nigga wen I see him. money buy one of u niggaz. ride with fanga on mah trigga. sleep with hand on mah pistol.
Make me kill one of you niggaz
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