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Figured It Out Lyrics - Artist : Lil Donald
I figured it out they broke they broke
I figured it out they broke they broke
My wrist in the pot that's dope its dope
This nigga play with me its smoke smoke
I figured it out she a hoe a hoe
I figured it out she a hoe you a hoe
She take it all in her throat
She wouldn't be fucking with me if Im broke
Figured it out you a snitch my nigga I figured it out
They figured it out I'm rich my nigga they they figured it out
I figured it out you a lame my nigga that ain't what you bout
I figured it out ohh I think I done figured them out

They do it for likes and shoutouts
Make a phone call get you shot out
My partner was straight when he got out
In that new motherfucker then hop out
Dis that white runts this shit straight from Detroit
That boy get you wacked please don't play with that boy
Wake up in the trap with a j at the door
Making a mess break a bell on the floor
He gone come back I'm a sale him some more
I made like three hundred thousand on tour
I spend a lil bit on christian Dior
Bitches really don't want dick if its poor
I do what I wanna do I don't need to abide by rules
Give that boy two of these racks and that make him slide on you
These nigga smoking Obama runts I never heard of that
That bitch didn't stay down with the team told her send me jersey wake up with bank account hit wit a lil thirty racks
Nigga making money in my sleep
You lil broke niggas can't compete

I figured it out they broke they broke
I figured it out they broke they broke
My wrist in the pot that's dope its dope
This nigga play with me its smoke smoke
I figured it out she a hoe a hoe
I figured it out she a hoe you a hoe
She take it all in her throat
She wouldn't be fucking with me if Im broke
Figured it out you a snitch my nigga I figured it out
They figured it out I'm rich my nigga they they figured it out
I figured it out you a lame my nigga that ain't what you bout
I figured it out ohh I think I done figured them out

I let her suck it
I ain't no sucker
I bought a twenty twenty motherfucker
I took a hundred racks made it double
He ain't even gang gang gotta dub em
She give me head so good gotta love her
If the sex good too we can cuddle
Nigga it ain't real war if we don't tugger
Nigga think im pussy imma bust bubbles
She keep her mouth closed if I fuck her
I call a shooter tell em Riley Rucker
Ion even drank lean cup double
These just them Louis v moutherfuckers
Just call ha Bestfriend ion cuff ha
She ain't my main thang use a rubber
Get you aired out on tussle
Ion need no other nigga for no muscle
I drop a fifty on it that's light
I wanna see a bitch send a flight
If we really beefing then its on sight
I get you wacked before the end of the night
I blew like twenty racks on shoes
Twenty racks on clothes
Twenty racks to the shooter
Wipe a pussy nigga nose

I figured it out they broke they broke
I figured it out they broke they broke
My wrist in the pot that's dope its dope
This nigga play with me its smoke smoke
I figured it out she a hoe a hoe
I figured it out she a hoe you a hoe
She take it all in her throat
She wouldn't be fucking with me if Im broke
Figured it out you a snitch my nigga I figured it out
They figured it out I'm rich my nigga they they figured it out
I figured it out you a lame my nigga that ain't what you bout
I figured it out ohh I think I done figured them out

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