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Sixty (Melo) Lyrics - Artist : Baby Smoove
Bitch, I got it my own, ain't nobody do it for me
I might've slowed down but I ain't stopping with the lean Bitch, you irritating, get your number off my screen Came up off theft, I ain't never served a fiend Niggas making petty thousands tryna up it like it's cheese I can't [?] it with these niggas, that ain't doing shit for me And I mean it when I say it, ain't no nigga fuckin' with me Feel like Melo in his prime, I might get a nigga sixty At the set off cookie, they can smell me in the city It's a bail to get high, you can't afford my addiction My mama told me stay up out them streets, I ain't listen Turn a nigga block to Iraq in one minute Hell nah, we ain't the same, I put pressure on these niggas Hell nah, this ain't a game, they'll do the extra 'bout a nigga Hell yeah, when I'm rich I'ma act a little different Send a picture of you, it's a week before you missing I can't fold nor break, you won't [?] nor [?] And your bitch write my songs tryna make that lil face You better keep her close before I take your lil place I got used to these risks, when I work I feel safe I cannot fuck with you lazy ass niggas I will never love these trifling ass bitches As kids we was taught the snitches get stitches So why in the fuck is y'all hanging with these niggas? You niggas just around me, you ain't never made a difference I ain't really with that broke shit, it's a sickness I'm really in my Goyard, nigga, you the witness If you can't take the heat get the fuck up out the kitchen Bitch, I got it my own, ain't nobody do it for me I might've slowed down but I ain't stopping with the lean Bitch, you irritating, get your number off my screen Came up off theft, I ain't never served a fiend Niggas making petty thousands tryna up it like it's cheese I can't [?] it with these niggas, that ain't doing shit for me And I mean it when I say it, ain't no nigga fuckin' with me Feel like Melo in his prime, I might get a nigga sixty At the set off cookie, they can smell me in the city It's a bail to get high, you can't afford my addiction My mama told me stay up out them streets, I ain't listen Turn a nigga block to Iraq in one minute Been at wars with these labels but I'm staying independent If you owe a nigga cheese, pay it off or it's interest Brodie fell asleep off the juice, he a victim [?], shit, I might [?] with him Where the Percocets? Shit, I think I want me one I just bought a eight and put [?] inside my cup I was making plays, you was playing with a slut She gon' throw it at me, you couldn't eat her if she drunk These niggas want verses, I don't really give a fuck Off juice last night, up early for the [?] I might buy a Vette and go pick two bitches up If you think you fucking with me then you smoking [?] Bitch, I got it my own, ain't nobody do it for me I might've slowed down but I ain't stopping with this lean Bitch, you irritating, get your number off my screen Came up off theft, I ain't never served a Niggas making petty thousands tryna up it like it's cheese I can't [?] it with you, that ain't doing shit for me And I mean it when I, ain't no nigga fuckin' with me Feel like, in his, I might give a nigga sixty At the, off cookie, they can smell me in the city |
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