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letra de ampd up - youngboy never broke again

[intro: youngboy never broke again]
(beat execz)
y’all hoes wildin’, woah, no-no-no-no, oh
(xo) yeah, it’s top n-gga
huh, huh ( marcussmuzik of beat execz)
shawty jiggin’, uh
throwin’ all that, woah (yeah, she jiggin’ uh)
she get jiggy, jiggy, woah (woah)
i get jiggy with her, talk dirty, she get jiggy, jiggy with it (woah)
i get jiggy with it, i hit it, she get jiggy, jiggy with me (woah)
it’s up, yeah, look, yeah
[chorus: youngboy never broke again]
shawty goin’ crazy, hit it and she throwin’ all that ass on me
i’m in here with the murder babies, with that sack on me
baow, i’m doin’ my dance, don’t try to act on me
goin’ through that jet but with my friends, i got that yak on me
yeah, i’m sweatin’ bad on that sh-t, boy
if i put you on my list you gon’ get bl!cked, some with that hit squad
i’m the same n-gga, once that sh-t get started, then i get goin’
man, f-ck that sh-t, i’m in this b-tch, don’t play with me
i’m amped up and i’m in here doin’ a grave digger (yeah, yeah, yeah)
hope you ain’t pull up to my show, ain’t brought ya case with ya
we in the backend full of dope, we snap up gang pictures
play and you won’t make it to the door, better hit the floor, you gon’ get stained with ’em

[verse 1: youngboy never broke again]
i got a seventy-round stick, inside, a bag of .223s (yeah)
duh, i made the screamin’, put your p-ssy ass to sleep
i said i hate all these n-ggas and all these n-ggas hate yb (hate yb)
don’t trust these hoes but all these hoes be all on me
look, b-tch make one diss, we gon’ bust your tomato (baow, baow)
how you out a bl!ck? it ain’t nowhere that i came though
you better get your b-tch, come with my clique, she get d-cked down
come on, punch me in my sh-t, watch how my youngin’ wave my switch ’round
i don’t know you ’round this b-tch, you don’t exist, i make you get down (i spray the crowd)
“baow, baow, baow, baow,” that’s that choppa sound
whipped down, jump out with guns, try to run and we gon’ chase ya down
grrt, pow, whoop, baow, skrrt
grrt, get your body down
[chorus: youngboy never broke again & mouse on tha track]
i’m amped up and i’m in here doin’ a grave digger
hope you ain’t pull up to my show, ain’t brought ya case with ya
we in the backend full of dope, we snap up gang pictures
play and you won’t make it to the door, better hit the floor, you gon’ get stained with ’em
shawty goin’ crazy, hit it and she throwin’ all that ass on me (yeah, ah, ah, ah)
i’m in here with the murder babies, with that sack on me (ah, ah, ah, ah)
baow, i’m doin’ my dance, don’t try to act on me (ah, ah, ah-ah)
goin’ through that jet but with my friends, i got that yak on me (ah, ah, ah-ah)

[verse 2: mouse on tha track]
she arch her back and throw that ass like a boomerang (throw it back)
clique of bad b-tches poppin’ p-ssy, that’s the gucci gang (gang, gang)
booty hangin’ out her shorts, she dressin’ like a hoochie mane
popped this hundred back, and i’ma f-ck her like a superman
i’m flyer than a b-tch (yeah, yeah)
casamigos got me out my mind in this b-tch (yeah)
and i keep gettin’ better like some wine in this b-tch (yeah)
the only thing i love with drink i time in this b-tch (oh)
shawty got some back (oh)
keep me comin’ back (oh)
i treat her like a snack (oh)
i need to put it in (oh)
cut the people out of business, got to keep it under raps
better keep that money comin’ ’cause it keep a n-gga amped
[chorus: youngboy never broke again]
i’m amped up and i’m in here doin’ a grave digger
hope you ain’t pull up to my show, you ain’t brought ya case with ya
we in the backend full of dope, we snap up gang pictures
play and you won’t make it to the door, better hit the floor, you gon’ get stained with ’em
shawty goin’ crazy, hit it and she throwin’ all that ass on me
i’m in here with the murder babies, with that sack on me
baow, i’m doin’ my dance, don’t try to act on me
goin’ through that jet but with my friends, i got that yak on me

- youngboy never broke again

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