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letra de she know - peewee longway

[chorus: peewee longway]
b-tch i been ‘jumped off the porch’, ‘bippin’ sh-t, havin’ bands!
you ain’t even knowin’, that young n-gga the man!
been ‘jumped off the porch’, k!llin’ sh-t; taliban!
you ain’t even know it, that young n-gga the man!
i ain’t that type of n-gga, she know it
i ain’t that type of n-gga, he know it
i ain’t that type of n-gga, she know it
i ain’t that type of n-gga, she know it

[verse 1: peewee longway]
i am the wrong type n-gga, she know it (“why!?”)
i’m flippin them ‘bricks’, with ‘flipperskippa’, she know it
a young n-gga with a bad temper, i trap in versace
young christopher; d-mn look at my a’wristohpher
tell it… my n-ggas gon’ get at ya’
all in with choppas, with longway john dillenger
i am the chief or the seminole’s
wrappin’ and shippin’ and workin’ the digital
i am you next door distributor
lil’ b-tch, i been out herе, thumbin’ through benjamin’s
oooo, i can make it get ridiculous, for you
watch mе drop the ticket, top
frank lucas, give away chickens
i told her shout, when he comin’ up missin’
young n-gga, givin’ them orders
jumped off the porch, you front my b-tch-
she get ’em ‘cross the border
i’m not the n-gga that take your order
i just f-ck your b-tch, in florida water
murder, murder, brings ‘law and order’
jumpin’ off the porch, they extortin’
longway!
[chorus: peewee longway]
b-tch i been ‘jumped off the porch’, ‘bippin’ sh-t, havin’ bands!
you ain’t even knowin’, that young n-gga the man!
been ‘jumped off the porch’, k!llin’ sh-t; taliban!
you ain’t even know it, that young n-gga the man!
i ain’t that type of n-gga, she know it
i ain’t that type of n-gga, he know it
i ain’t that type of n-gga, she know it
i ain’t that type of n-gga, she know it

[verse 2: quavo]
quavo!
you see, your the type of guy-
cuffin’ hoes, and lovin b-tches
i’m the type of n-gga-
i’m in the trap, i’m breaking down ‘midgets’!
all of your hoes, wanna f-ck me
they can’t do nothin’, but work for me
i got that strong arm, like hercules
at the top floor, cookin’ at the ‘double-tree’
ca-call up longway, he come with the ‘k
been trappin’ and cappin’, for days
i’m tired of servin’ the j’s; this b-tch been callin’ my phone
i been stuck up, in my ways; remember i wanted your number
thats was way, way back in the day…
[chorus: peewee longway]
b-tch i been ‘jumped off the porch’, ‘bippin’ sh-t, havin’ bands!
you ain’t even knowin’, that young n-gga the man!
been ‘jumped off the porch’, k!llin’ sh-t; taliban!
you ain’t even know it, that young n-gga the man!
i ain’t that type of n-gga, she know it
i ain’t that type of n-gga, he know it
i ain’t that type of n-gga, she know it
i ain’t that type of n-gga, she know it

- peewee longway

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