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letra de can't even lie - westside boogie & soulja boy

[intro: westside boogie]
uh, hush, i can’t even lie (huh, wait, f-ck, sh-t, uh)
i can’t even lie (got my n-gga soulja boy in this b-tch)
(can’t even lie, what the f-ck?)
i can’t even–, ahh, mm, sh-t

[chorus: westside boogie]
watch ’em go switch up in front of the b-tches
and then get to lie on his homies that died
swear that sh-t scandalous, i can’t even lie
think you a b-tch and i can’t even lie
thought that i liked her, she ain’t let me hit
so until that sh-t happen, i still can’t decide
might have a problem, i can’t even lie
think that i’m toxic, i can’t even lie
if you ain’t got a play, you ain’t got sh-t to say
and i honestly can’t even give you my line
boy, you a b-tch, and i can’t even lie
think you a p-ssy, i can’t even lie, can’t even– (mm, f-ck)
i can’t even lie (mm, what? sh-t, mm, yeah, yeah, yeah)
can’t even lie
[verse 1: westside boogie]
i done got digits inside of the civic
i done got commas inside of the honda
honestly wasn’t too close to my father
you know i won’t lie if i say, “on my momma”
like, what, is you stupid, lil’ b-tch?
she keep on tweetin’ these quotes about marriage and hope
so you know that i muted the b-tch
f-ck, is you new to this sh-t?
you gon’ fall for the lie when she say she sleepin’
you know she ain’t sleep, she done slid on a boy i’m with [?] (i won’t [?])
i should be chargin’ these b-tches a fee
no more me givin’ them d-ck for the free
shoutout to weeder, you know that’s my g
i’ma say it ’til all of my n-ggas is free (all of my n-ggas is free)
what? sh-t, what the f-ck?
put it on god, put it on me

[chorus: westside boogie & soulja boy]
watch ’em go switch up in front of the b-tches
and then get to lie on his homies that died
swear that sh-t scandalous, i can’t even lie
think you a b-tch and i can’t even lie
thought that i liked her, she ain’t let me hit
so until that sh-t happen, i still can’t decide
might have a problem, i can’t even lie
think that i’m toxic, i can’t even lie
if you ain’t got a play, you ain’t got sh-t to say
and i honestly can’t even give you my line
boy, you a b-tch, and i can’t even lie
think you a p-ssy, i can’t even lie, can’t even– (mm, f-ck)
i can’t even lie (mm, what? sh-t, brr, draco)
can’t even lie
[verse 2: soulja boy]
you n-ggas be b-tches, i can’t even lie
pop out the coupe with the chopper, i’m gippin’ that fire
in that double r cullinan, i’ll slash ’em, i’m trippin’ em, i’m bussin’ it
big bad world, all my n-ggas is thuggin’ it
shootin’ that glock out in public (yeah)
big draco, don’t call me by my government (draco)
man, pop out that coupe with the chopper, i’m ready to hit a l!ck
young n-gga fifteen and he still shootin’ sh-t
westside’s on one on the block
one in the head, no one grippin’ that glock
they gon’ swerve when it’s early and watch in my rear view
these n-ggas be snitchin’, they crooked as cops
[one for?] the dot, post on the block
panamera twin turbo while i skrrt out the lot
call up my jeweller, it’s clearer it’s longer than ruler gang
got rich on computer, b-tch, draco want top
back in that day when we were ridin’ on spinners
ain’t takin’ more l’s, my n-ggas, we winnin’ (gang)
pop out the coupe with a chopper, leave a n-gga missin’
h-llcat, watch it hissin’

- westside boogie soulja boy

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