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ibmia - ON YO TEAM Lyrics



ibmia - ON YO TEAM Lyrics
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Yuh Uh-huh what uh-huh yuh yuh
How you gon' let lil' buddy talk bout you like that that's insane
If he would've said some shit like that to me I'd blow his brains
Im like dwayne bitch I'm just shootin' and I'm makin' plays
Or like Shaquille when he be blocking it and in the paint
That boy he got no money why hasn't he killed himself
50 cars in my garage and not one of them is for sale
He said he ran his money up boy that shit is not lookin' well
Your pockets lookin' sick they need some medicine they f*ckin' pale
Got 5% up on the hellcat got it just so you cant see
Call a iso run into the paint I'm dunkin' on your team
I stay f*ckin' the model bitches your dumbass be f*ckin' teens
After I wear my fit I throw it in the trash and that's on me
Ain't worry about that pussy tell that boy that I'm not tryin' to hide
I seen you and I laughed in your face cause you said that shit's on sight
My choppa on some big dog shit these bullets finna f*ckin' bite
My choppa is a pedophile it's lookin' for that kid all night
I just got payed my money big but why your pockets lookin' tight
I said I'm gon' shoot you with my gun bitch I'm not tryna fight
I hit that pussy arm then his leg then his f*ckin' eye
Ain't none of this shit cap bitch you can't check I've never told a lie
Yuh I pop that pill and then I activate that f*ckin' insta-kill
It's crazy how you said you makin' plays but you not on the field
This shit Im spittin f*ckin real
That boy got no money no bills
He Talkin' on my name I walk up on that boy like what's the deal
I can pass that shit real flashy or I hook it and call me magic
Green beam on my choppa this shit giving out like hella static
I heard that boy be begging on the streets for money that shit tragic
Them grills you wearing f*ckin' fake I told that boy take off that plastic
Only plastic I have ever bought is for my bitch
Bought her a new body then I bought her some new lips
I bought her a new bag and then I bought her a new whip
Yeah I bought her all this shit cause that money came in and now I'm rich
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Yuh Uh-huh what uh-huh yuh yuh
How you gon' let lil' buddy talk bout you like that that's insane
If he would've said some shit like that to me I'd blow his brains
Im like dwayne bitch I'm just shootin' and I'm makin' plays
Or like Shaquille when he be blocking it and in the paint
That boy he got no money why hasn't he killed himself
50 cars in my garage and not one of them is for sale
He said he ran his money up boy that shit is not lookin' well
Your pockets lookin' sick they need some medicine they f*ckin' pale
Got 5% up on the hellcat got it just so you cant see
Call a iso run into the paint I'm dunkin' on your team
I stay f*ckin' the model bitches your dumbass be f*ckin' teens
After I wear my fit I throw it in the trash and that's on me
Ain't worry about that pussy tell that boy that I'm not tryin' to hide
I seen you and I laughed in your face cause you said that shit's on sight
My choppa on some big dog shit these bullets finna f*ckin' bite
My choppa is a pedophile it's lookin' for that kid all night
I just got payed my money big but why your pockets lookin' tight
I said I'm gon' shoot you with my gun bitch I'm not tryna fight
I hit that pussy arm then his leg then his f*ckin' eye
Ain't none of this shit cap bitch you can't check I've never told a lie
Yuh I pop that pill and then I activate that f*ckin' insta-kill
It's crazy how you said you makin' plays but you not on the field
This shit Im spittin f*ckin real
That boy got no money no bills
He Talkin' on my name I walk up on that boy like what's the deal
I can pass that shit real flashy or I hook it and call me magic
Green beam on my choppa this shit giving out like hella static
I heard that boy be begging on the streets for money that shit tragic
Them grills you wearing f*ckin' fake I told that boy take off that plastic
Only plastic I have ever bought is for my bitch
Bought her a new body then I bought her some new lips
I bought her a new bag and then I bought her a new whip
Yeah I bought her all this shit cause that money came in and now I'm rich
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Writer: steffen Williams
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Language: English
Length: 2:05
Written by: steffen Williams

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