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letra de nunnbutadamnthang - a.reevez

[verse 1: a.reevez]

catch me in the black jeep, in the back seat witcha b-tch
and her head down, like she bout to run a track meet
p-ssy n-ggas tried to jack me, til they seen what i had in my lap
these n-ggas took off like they never seen a light-skinned n-gga pack heat
strap tucked in the dashboard
back in the day i was mad for a minute bout my dad
fast forward now i’m like, what the f-ck i need the f-g for?
already got a hundred bands stashed in the cash drawer
already f-cked a couple bad wh0r-s
you ain’t really saying sh-t, stay where you at boy
n-ggas say they wanna go, really though?
meet me in the snow
everything i do is cold, put him in a choke hold, til his throat swoll
f-ck a tap out, b-tch i back out in a yukon
black out, scream f-ck you and ya newborn
b-tch i’m hot, you n-ggas luke warm
and i’m running sh-t
like i’m running with a port-a-potty
n-ggas pop off like they caught a body
but they wouldn’t throw a f-cking pillow up in a pajama party
f-cking p-ssies, what we got let me lookie
bunch of rookies
rap game never be the same, these n-ggas dressing like peter pan

[hook: a.reevez]
n-gga you ain’t saying nunnbutad-mnthang
n-gga you ain’t saying nunnbutad-mnthang
n-gga you ain’t getting hoes, you ain’t getting dough
you ain’t shooting n-ggas, you ain’t moving chickens
you just keep spitting bout sh-t you ain’t never seen
n-gga you ain’t saying nunnbutad-mnthang
n-gga you ain’t saying nunnbutad-mnthang
n-gga you ain’t getting hoes, you ain’t getting dough
you ain’t shooting n-ggas, you ain’t moving chickens
you just keep spitting bout sh-t you ain’t never seen

[verse 2: a.reevez]
i’m a f-cked up, drugged out young trippy n-gga
if you tryna f-ck with me bring at least an oz of tree and plenty liquor
straight bent with ya little sister
paid rent with the cake that came up missing
when ya b-tch came to ya crib yesterday and laid up witcha
d-mn i’m the man with the plan hundred grand understand?
came from the land where n-ggas hit l1cks on they mamma
don’t give a f-ck about manners
god d-mn a n-gga try to jam us?
he’ll be laying up in the ambulance
man somebody better call his parents up, cuz that man slumped
ran up on a random n-gga in the middle of the day
told him he a b-tch to his face
he ain’t do sh-t but walk away, told you n-ggas i’m a og
muhf-cka you don’t know me, riding dolo in the four seat
i don’t need n0body to help me fit you in the trunk next to the groceries
f-ck n-gga like, yo reevez please let me out
man i got a couple seeds at the house every weekend
and i don’t wanna leave em, gotta feed em
and i’m like last year probably be the last time you see them
b-tch i’m hungry so i’m eating
got the munchies and i’m bout to turn this b-tch up

[hook: a.reevez]

- a reevez

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