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Free Vezz - Gt Lyrics

By: Admin | Artist: G gt | Published: 2024-24-09T06:17:31:00+07:00

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[hook: icewear vezzo]
b-tch my mama ain’t no ho, b-tch my daddy ain’t no ho
b-tch my brother ain’t no ho, why you trynna play me like a ho?
b-tch my mama ain’t no ho, my daddy ain’t no ho
my family ain’t no hoes, quit trynna play me like a ho

[verse 1: gt]
froze off rose, goose, patron, all that sh-t
this b-tch all on my d-ck, i don’t call that b-tch
in a all black 6, all black tint
sittin in all black fo’s, that’s why i dog them b-tches
all white buffs, that come from whippin it up
all white chunks, my jeweler cuttin sh-t up
i’m in traffic in that white truck, cuttin it up
sittin on all white rims, but i keep scuffin ’em up
i’m from that red zone, i don’t really know what’s worse
old heads bangin youngins, sn-tchin old ladies purse
these n-ggas hungry as f-ck, they only eat on the first
and they don’t leave evidence, them bodies gettin burned up
these n-ggas snitchin, i think police puttin wires on ’em
creamade a n-gga gasoline, throw that fire on ’em
then leave him borded up, in a vacant like snoop
smash off on that chevy, then go and play in the coupe

[hook]

[verse 2]
the plug called, get it up
ho called said, she wanna f-ck
i’m in the club, crome horse
f-ck the buffs, put ’em up
whole team on a pint of lean, grab a crutch
whole team ball hard, swear to god we in the clutch
glock 40 red dot, for n-ggas talkin cheeese
hopped out my true religion, put on my robin jeans
these ones cost five hun, the red wing
i had to cop rest in peace joffee, that’s my red wing
i don’t mind, if you think i’m rappin or not
cause you in that kitchen, when i was wrappin up blocks
or you wasn’t in that spot, in the trap with them bells
i shouldn’t have to say where, cause you can follow the smell
how can i stop, when i got this much clientele
and everybody around, want me to buy and sell
i told n-ggas before, i real n-gga gone make it
by being real to hisself, and sayin f-ck n-ggas waitin

[hook]

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