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letra de ball - souq

[verse]
ay, i’m hittin’ juggs, someone tell me to stop (uh-huh) (hahahahaha)
he talkin’ sh-t, he get hit with that mop (yuh)
i got them bands on me, i got that guap, b-tch (b-tch, uh)
he talkin’ sh-t, he get drop kicked (on god)
they on my d-ck, they just fans, yuh (yuh)
used to be broke, i got bands now (yuh, yuh)
used to be broke, now i’m rich, now i’m up
pourin’ that drank, i got deuce, double cup (on god)
they was hatin’ on me, now they like “souq what’s up?” (what’s up?)
bad little bih finna gimme that top (that top)
you ain’t from the hood, bro, you ain’t got no opp (no opps)
bad little bittie, and that b-tch a bop (she a bop)
that b-tch a uh
that b-tch a dime (yuh)
you ain’t my bro, homie, ain’t my slime (ain’t my slime)
ain’t my friend, not my twin (yuh)
we got the sticks, so yuh, we gonna spin (yuh)
you talkin’ sh-t, you gеt hit in yo chin (uh-huh)

[chorus]
yuh, uh-huh, i’m that guy, i’m him (i’m him)
we finna ball on ’em, ain’t got no rim
we finna ball, yuh
wе finna ball up now (yuh, on god)
they see lil souq, he got bands, they like “how?”
they see lil souq, they like “how you so rich?” (so rich)
i got a glocky and it got a switch, yes (on god)
f-ckin’ yo b-tch and i’m f-ckin’ yo mistress
me, who do i trust (yuh)
we caught ’em lackin’, we turn ’em to dust (on god)
whole ‘lotta shooters, and they finna bust (yuh)
countin’ that bread, b-tch, i’m countin’ my guap up (yuh)
i be a real vamp, like heygwuapo (on god)
yuh

- souq

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