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letra de still thuggin - fatt macc

yeah
man you n-ggas got me
f-cked up
i dropped the ticket on these b-tches
you won’t sell a nug
i dropped the ticket on them bows
they think i’m showing love
i dropped the ticket on them b-tches
cause i know the plug
i like my b-tches straight from memphis
cause they thick as f-ck
i had this rental for a minute had to
tint it up
and ain’t no sliding up on this block
lil bruh done filled it up
he say he really miss his dawg gone
have to dig him up
two hundred za just for the gang no
n-gga lit as us
i made two fifty off my music and i’m
still hustling
you had that ass in middle school baby
you still bussing
you posed to grow up and gеt cute baby you still ugly
he got ten on probation and hе still thuggin
ain’t doing no arguing or no fussing
i’m pressing the b-tton
i see him clutching i ain’t mugging
i’m upping and bussin
leave a n-gga looking ugly this sh-t
get disgusting
i want two fifty a line it ain’t up for
discussion
you ain’t running off with nothing put
your ass on crutches
black jacket in balusses b-tch i’m
feeling lucky
them scat packs ain’t really nothing
i rather ride a cutlass
my lil n-gga up a thirty he trap out
a bucket
i paid a thousand for this za i’m trapping on a budget
i paid a thousand just to f-ck it she
ain’t hitting on nothing
i like my b-tches thick as tussin all
they ass is bubbly
i kick my young b-tch to the curb she
don’t cook on sunday
i’m up early monday morning on my
way to compton
i can’t serve you on no tuesday know
how the feds coming
by wednesday night i’m loaded up on my way to the country
he might want it thursday but i still
can’t serve him
catch me friday morning posted with
three hundred turkeys
by sat-rday night i’m on a flight heading to miami
i’m on a yacht at 4am my b-tch just
had surgery
yeah
man you n-ggas got me
f-cked up
i dropped the ticket on these b-tches
you won’t sell a nug
i dropped the ticket on them bows
they think i’m showing love
i dropped the ticket on them b-tches
cause i know the plug
i like my b-tches straight from memphis
cause they thick as f-ck
i had this rental for a minute had to
tint it up
and ain’t no sliding up on this block
lil bruh done filled it up
he say he really miss his dawg gone
have to dig him up
two hundred za just for the gang no
n-gga lit as us
i made two fifty off my music and i’m
still hustling
you had that ass in middle school baby
you still bussing
you posed to grow up and get cute baby you still ugly
he got ten on probation and he still thuggin
ain’t doing no arguing or no fussing
i’m pressing the b-tton

- fatt macc

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