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letra de shabba (remix) - that yung chase

verse 1:
uh ssb
look

short n-gga bout my money tall,d-ck long yeah your b-tch small
she still ride it, she crying, she dying, she flying not for you now you p-ssed off
she ridin with the clique dawg
these cats need to cuff they b-tch dawg
doub s to the b your b-tch all up on me, she loosened up g, cause she off them mollies
now -ss is on me, she poppin p-ssy
she wanted the d but i told her to leave, now me and my n-ggas smoking on tree
i p-ssed it to y, he p-ssed it to o, then a was like yo where the f-ck is my blow
cough, cough then p-ss out from the smoke
what you didn’t know? n-ggas fallin for hoes
we don’t love them hoes, my yout that’s how it go
bo!
roll up
smoke up
f-ck the world you can’t control us
double s your clart knows us
only f-ck with bad b-tches, keep em on they knees, they praying they suckin d
psht i ain’t payin they do it for free
buss in her mouth there go me pickni
got a bad b-tch f-ck with me, tell em don’t f-ck with me like i’m!

hook:
sha-shabba ranks, sha-sha-shabba ranks
eight gold rings like i’m sha-shabba ranks
four gold chains like i’m sha-shabba ranks
one gold tooth like i’m sha-shabba ranks
sha-shabba ranks, sha-sha-shabba ranks
eight gold rings like i’m sha-shabba ranks
two bad b-tches like i’m sha-shabba ranks
one gold tooth like i’m sha-shabba ranks

verse 2:
sha! sha! sha!

rough hair but i talk smooth, bow down to the kings rule
you wanna know how do my crew do?
might get yuh gyal and yah crew move
double s be the best in tha ends baby girl bring a friend
3 is a crowd so bring 2 instead
on top of the world boy i’m feeling un-dead
if i died now then i’d prolly just just smile
yawn for a while then f-ckin zone out
then wake up, f-ck ya face up, straight up
i’m danger-ed cuzz you don’t want see the beast hunt
cah when the beast’s munch you garn see blud
f-ck a vegan let the meat come, come

refrain:
shabba! yeah, come get with the skinny n-ggas b-tch
yeah, rollin with that double s b, b, b uh
shabba!

hook

verse3:

youngest n-gga, but i think old, truth told left the paper wanna see gold
in a city full of warmth but me heart cold, and i’m a outkast
i be stunnin so ice cold
like austin homie we flossin, my n-ggas they mackin, the realest be packin
other side be lackin, 2dopeboyzinacaddy
she want the d, i be the dynamite trick daddy uh
yo damz he be grindin all day, paved way for the strugglers ay
pimpin like we from the bay
lovin girls don’t pay
you a nitty -ss n-gga, tahm bout tappin trigga, tahm bout he swag on trilla
but he ain’t know the underground kingz ain’t that a b-tch!
call me kim possible like wade yo what’s the sitch?
woah oh uh
pinky ring i be wearin dem, fly kicks we be wearin dem um
your girl she be wantin dem um
to my african gyal dem um, with the bumpa dem gyal, my latina dem gyal dem um
my caribbean gyal dem um, a-town asian gyal dem um
throw it right back to the mandem yah!
i’m tryna show my banks, and i got it packed like shabba,shabba ranks
gotta keep it g like my name is shabba,shabba ranks
on to my bro’s roll it like shabba

hook

- that yung chase

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