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Roughneck Lyrics - Artist : Young Nudy
What was it called for
What was it called for What was it called for What was it called for What was the reason What was the reason Tell me the reason Why the fuck y'all folks ain't breathing What that stick look like Tell me what it hit like Tell me what that kick back Let them pussy boy get back Tell my folks to relapse Tell them folks they can't handle that Have my 4head pull up and extend that Dog he on that bullshit Hang in the hood apartments You can't come in my apartments Strip that boy regardless Everything about fuck shit Bullshit bitch I love it Slime with them but get the toughest Bitch ass nigga they bluffin They ain't shooting nothing All them nigga been hiding They know how we slide I got all these hoes All these hoes wanna ride They know who got money All these hoes wanna ride Wanna hang on my gang we on east side Bitch ass nigga y'all broke Y'all niggas cannot be nothing like I So fly, yeah, shawty stay high Shawty like a motherfucking bird in the sky Bitch we on PJ Got your p's On the PJ Getting money how we play Can't be broke aye bitch no way Bitch I know you ain't got no money Boy go get you some cake You just give a bitch a little slice Get a lotta money make this shit look lite What that stick look like Tell me what it hit like Tell me what that kick back Let them pussy boy get back Tell my folks to relapse Tell them folks they can't handle that Have my 4head pull up and extend that Dog he on that bullshit Hang in the hood apartments You can't come in my apartments Strip that boy regardless Everything about fuck shit Bullshit bitch I love it Slime with them but get the toughest And I like the ice in my cup lite Gotta fill that bitch up with the sprite Police saying that your cup ain't looking right Sipping this red shawty I sipped on kryptonite In the trap you know we serve that kryptonite You what crystal nigga you can get it white We got ice and we got crack whatchu like? Yeah weed, what your trap and beater like? Nothing but P's what your trap be smelling like Talk to bro when it's twelve o'clock at night Throwing clothes I got J's all night So shut the door nigga you can get it right What that stick look like Tell me what it hit like Tell me what that kick back Let them pussy boy get back Tell my folks to relapse Tell them folks they can't handle that Have my 4head pull up and extend that Dog he on that bullshit Hang in the hood apartments You can't come in my apartments Strip that boy regardless Everything about fuck shit Bullshit bitch I love it Slime with them but get the toughest |
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