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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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