Shawty play make that shit hard
C'mon, c'mon
C'mon, c'mon
Ayy, I know my momma mad, she hate to see me movin' shshsh
But f*ck that, I dream mclarens , I'm gon' cash out
I know these niggas hatin', they too worried bein' crash outs
You was raised a different way, you was raised a pussy way
Bro don't come around talkin' no gangster get you outta here
High school kicked me out but now I'm makin' money on a stage
I can't tell you how I feel, I know bitches never cared
Bad Miami bitch, she bad as hell, I like em city, huh
Pretty bitch, her ass is fat, I love it when she move around
She told me that she f*ckin' with my music, then go' name a song
I don't get my hopes up, everybody like to disappoint
Really try to fall in love, but that shit really not for me
Fumbled all the 10s up in the city, I don't brag em hoes
They watchin' from a distance, had they chance when they was close to me
People sayin' mijo , you're up next na my whole team up too
Do this shit for fun, I guess it popped of now I'm doin' shows
Money in the bag aint talkin' Drake, cuz I still zip shit up
Stanley, that's my dawg, I'm spinnin' back if niggas crop you out
Feel just like Im ace my cameraman, cause we both shoot shit out
My momma called me on a drill, I told her wait , I'm at the store
I don't beef with chico's, they can't hate me, I don't kill my kind
Taking mine, I'm takin' yours, I clog it back and let it blow
I don't want no problem , with no nigga, but I ain't a hoe
Tell your youngins stop the pistol, totin, and go read a book
Everybody gangster nowadays, cause look what music done
Hardest chico in the city, I ain't scared to say I bump Adele
F*ck with me, you f*ck with them, my pit bull eat your f*ckin' face
I know these niggas hate me, they just mad, cause I don't hate em back
Spinnin' all these blocks, I'm gettin' dizzy, bro, just stop the car
Spinning' all these blocks, I'm gettin' dizzy, bro, just stop the car
Spinning ' all these blocks, I'm gettin' dizzy, bro, just stop the car
Spinning ' all these blocks, I'm gettin' dizzy, bro, just stop the car
Spinning' all these blocks, I'm gettin' dizzy, bro, just stop the car
1800MIJO - GET BACK Lyrics
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Shawty play make that shit hard
C'mon, c'mon
C'mon, c'mon
Ayy, I know my momma mad, she hate to see me movin' shshsh
But f*ck that, I dream mclarens , I'm gon' cash out
I know these niggas hatin', they too worried bein' crash outs
You was raised a different way, you was raised a pussy way
Bro don't come around talkin' no gangster get you outta here
High school kicked me out but now I'm makin' money on a stage
I can't tell you how I feel, I know bitches never cared
Bad Miami bitch, she bad as hell, I like em city, huh
Pretty bitch, her ass is fat, I love it when she move around
She told me that she f*ckin' with my music, then go' name a song
I don't get my hopes up, everybody like to disappoint
Really try to fall in love, but that shit really not for me
Fumbled all the 10s up in the city, I don't brag em hoes
They watchin' from a distance, had they chance when they was close to me
People sayin' mijo , you're up next na my whole team up too
Do this shit for fun, I guess it popped of now I'm doin' shows
Money in the bag aint talkin' Drake, cuz I still zip shit up
Stanley, that's my dawg, I'm spinnin' back if niggas crop you out
Feel just like Im ace my cameraman, cause we both shoot shit out
My momma called me on a drill, I told her wait , I'm at the store
I don't beef with chico's, they can't hate me, I don't kill my kind
Taking mine, I'm takin' yours, I clog it back and let it blow
I don't want no problem , with no nigga, but I ain't a hoe
Tell your youngins stop the pistol, totin, and go read a book
Everybody gangster nowadays, cause look what music done
Hardest chico in the city, I ain't scared to say I bump Adele
F*ck with me, you f*ck with them, my pit bull eat your f*ckin' face
I know these niggas hate me, they just mad, cause I don't hate em back
Spinnin' all these blocks, I'm gettin' dizzy, bro, just stop the car
Spinning' all these blocks, I'm gettin' dizzy, bro, just stop the car
Spinning ' all these blocks, I'm gettin' dizzy, bro, just stop the car
Spinning ' all these blocks, I'm gettin' dizzy, bro, just stop the car
Spinning' all these blocks, I'm gettin' dizzy, bro, just stop the car
C'mon, c'mon
C'mon, c'mon
Ayy, I know my momma mad, she hate to see me movin' shshsh
But f*ck that, I dream mclarens , I'm gon' cash out
I know these niggas hatin', they too worried bein' crash outs
You was raised a different way, you was raised a pussy way
Bro don't come around talkin' no gangster get you outta here
High school kicked me out but now I'm makin' money on a stage
I can't tell you how I feel, I know bitches never cared
Bad Miami bitch, she bad as hell, I like em city, huh
Pretty bitch, her ass is fat, I love it when she move around
She told me that she f*ckin' with my music, then go' name a song
I don't get my hopes up, everybody like to disappoint
Really try to fall in love, but that shit really not for me
Fumbled all the 10s up in the city, I don't brag em hoes
They watchin' from a distance, had they chance when they was close to me
People sayin' mijo , you're up next na my whole team up too
Do this shit for fun, I guess it popped of now I'm doin' shows
Money in the bag aint talkin' Drake, cuz I still zip shit up
Stanley, that's my dawg, I'm spinnin' back if niggas crop you out
Feel just like Im ace my cameraman, cause we both shoot shit out
My momma called me on a drill, I told her wait , I'm at the store
I don't beef with chico's, they can't hate me, I don't kill my kind
Taking mine, I'm takin' yours, I clog it back and let it blow
I don't want no problem , with no nigga, but I ain't a hoe
Tell your youngins stop the pistol, totin, and go read a book
Everybody gangster nowadays, cause look what music done
Hardest chico in the city, I ain't scared to say I bump Adele
F*ck with me, you f*ck with them, my pit bull eat your f*ckin' face
I know these niggas hate me, they just mad, cause I don't hate em back
Spinnin' all these blocks, I'm gettin' dizzy, bro, just stop the car
Spinning' all these blocks, I'm gettin' dizzy, bro, just stop the car
Spinning ' all these blocks, I'm gettin' dizzy, bro, just stop the car
Spinning ' all these blocks, I'm gettin' dizzy, bro, just stop the car
Spinning' all these blocks, I'm gettin' dizzy, bro, just stop the car
Writer: Fidel Villafuerte
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid