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1ST lyrics : "Bone X4"

Feat. Swateezy

[Verse 1 - Swateezy]

Now I be rollin that fire, takin me higher
Got a (*##$ singing like she was Mariah
She like my style, coolin with Creez

She tryed to deny it then she hit her knees
*the royal ^&@#$ is clean*
That's king %#@!, my money tall Yao Ming %#@!

I make it rain that's spring %#@!, I need brain so think (*##$
She chokin like Romo, do it in slow mo
I $#&@ her you cuff her like you were the popo

Oh that's a no no, I like em cocoa
Burning one solo now my eyes are so low
Rollin, smokin, blowin out, I was low key now I'm showin out

What Nuff Said, Pink Slip is all about
That's real boy, my green leave you blue that's teal boy
I'm eating greedy you a meal boy, have your face lookin like Seal boy

This banana clip gonn peel boy, have you cryin like, I'm a real boy
But you ain't bout that life so chill boy, keep it real boy
Foreally tho we finna run this city

When I take off the whole crew comin with me
Yeah my lines kill, that's RIP Whitney
And if you don't think we up next, then you silly


[Chorus - Supreme]
I'm stacking a milly being gritty in my city

I only got the realest of the realest $#&@ing with me
And I make these (*##$es moan
When they gone and let me bone bone bone

But it aint no $#&@ing with the team
We keep that chrome chrome chrome
I stack a milly being gritty in my city

I only got the realest of the realest $#&@ing with me
And I make these (*##$es moan
When they gone and let me bone bone bone

But it aint no $#&@ing with the team
We keep that chrome chrome chrome


[Verse 2 - Supreme of 1st]
Cool ^!$$% %#@!
Who better than me no benefit

Of the doubt don't be so timid naive
I don't believe yo innocence
I'm balling and be so !@$@ish

On my Master P no limit %#@!
Ima do it in ya face enough to make a ^!$$% say
Got damn stop being such a prick

On my @@#!y %#@! you can knock me %#@!
That's why the ladies love me
Better watch me instead of copying

Or it's gone get really ugly
When you see me with these models popping bottles
Flowing Bubbly

Just know it's rough in the game and it might be the same
As playing rugby
You can blame it on pink slip or the crew that I came with

Or you can blame it on me
Cause the way that I make hits I bet I cover all my basis
And when your tank is on E

I'm headed to the races they checking out my Gucci laces
And now you ^!$$%s gone see
When I came in the game I passed on getting dames

Cause my mind frame stayed on g's
Then I got cheese now I switch lane to lane
Because my wide frame sitting on D's

D's spinning like a whirlwind and now your girlfriend
She wanna feel my breeze
It was a breeze and you can't believe

The hate haters now wanna come place on me
But I really don't give a and I know you know just what I mean


[Chorus]

[Verse 3 - JClay of 1st]

I think I just get an adrenaline rush
When her body does that sweet roll sweet roll, she got them cinnamon buns
She know she cold, kind of like little ton, Colorado her body on auto, she move like I did from Chicago
Down south, she bobble she proly need goggles now Google that booty just playing she put voodoo on who me,
I get goo goo like goonie

I'm so delirious, she stimulates various. areas
Areaaa-olas on my shoulder
Tig bitty massage, my fruit roll up, rolled down
Hold up
Felaysh in the relaysh

Mo love
Motor
Boat, gloat, note
To self, u did good fool
I could sholl go for some cooked food

Back to her, I could sholl go for some cooked food
Good luck dude, she said
She scared, to move
Cuz I put it on her, like a donut
It went straight to her hips, u now what?

This is straight from the Slip and we so what?
So everything
So cold, so hot, so thowed, so caught, in this lyric game
They hate and just play wit the mirror man
My style can't be copied
We top floor you just lobby

We pull tricks, u just Dobby
Man I'm the ish, and I obviously

[Chorus]

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