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Correct Food Stamps Lyrics
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I said ain't no more upcoming shit I had to jump in line Niggas could've been held me up they did otherwise Don't know what its like where I'm from let me summarize Niggas got shot bitches got fucked it was summertime St. Luke's shit Ain't no Ruth Chris it's Crown Fried Up ten but I still press a nigga like I'm down nine Everybody round me gotta work can't no clowns ride When you out here tryna come up ain't no down time Ima young king girl address me as such Call me ya highness or ya majesty and sexy as fuck She said you gotta lil change now you changing up I said nah girl I was the same and had nearly as much (Hook) I'm tryna make it out the hood nigga who can't prevail? I do features for the low I got food stamps for sale And my girl won't leave me alone bout these "Loubs" and Chanel And every time I drop its the new jam for real If you my dawg then you part of the fam you understand Don't hit my phone if you ain't call me back then you understand Fuck talking lets do it like man you understand I hit it once and I can do it again you understand Seen my homegirl from college we don't speak like we used to She was like 4'11 that was my little boo boo You can hit it doggy style look like a pit on a poodle We'd fuck fall asleep wake up eat ramen noodles All of my niggas is cuckoo I mean they all gotta screw loose And they all draw weapons I mean they all like to doodle Couple rappers hating on me but all of em doo doo And I'm the realest nigga ever nigga I'm Shaka Zulu Goddamn babygirl I ain't talked to you in so long Almost ain't recognize ya ass with ya clothes on She said now you Hollywood you don't answer no phones She said now you big time I said get ya roll on That's one thing about me you know I hold shit down Seeing me fucked up's like seeing a goldfish drown Get ya crew wet up get ya ho dicked down Bitches throw pussy at me like I know Chris Brown Stop telling bitches that you know me please Stop telling niggas that we homies please Cause I was in the hooptie by my lonely please If you ain't cool with 40 you don't know me (Hook) I'm tryna make it out the hood nigga who can't prevail? I do features for the low I got food stamps for sale And my girl won't leave me alone bout these "Loubs" and Chanel And every time I drop a song it's the new jam for real If you my dawg then you part of the fam you understand Don't hit my phone if you ain't call me back then you understand Fuck talking lets do it like man you understand I hit it once and I can do it again you understand I'm the hot boy the hot boy on fire I done turned nothing into something like McGyver A lot of niggas tried us and felt like dyers The party's gonna be poppin if papa's on the flyer Shorty with the bubble getting me in trouble She walked up to me said papa boy I love you She said are you single? I said nah bitch I'm double She said you a clown I said I just like to juggle I'm just tryna rap now I ain't tryna sell I keep it a buck like a hundred dollar bill I was drinking Hennesey now I'm drunk behind the wheel Will a nigga ever change? I guess only time will tell (Hook) I'm tryna make it out the hood nigga who can't prevail? I do features for the low I got food stamps for sale And my girl won't leave me alone bout these "Loubs" and Chanel Every time I drop a song its the new jam for real If you my dawg then you part of the fam you understand Don't hit my phone if you ain't call me back then you understand Fuck talking let's do it like man you understand I hit it once then I can do it again you understand
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