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GRACEFULLY (feat. No Filler) Video (MV)




Performed By: LordBlessTheFre$h
Language: English
Length: 2:36
Written by: J Parker, T Clinton




LordBlessTheFre$h - GRACEFULLY (feat. No Filler) Lyrics
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Told my mama that I love her she know I'ma do me
Told my dad he raised a dog naw I ain't goofy
Told my daughter she a star, her life gon' be a movie
Told my sister I'ma slide wipe em down like Boosie
Told my brother huh, told my brother he better pray for me
I'm the youngest, I'm the bad son I do it gracefully
Steve better not hit my line less he got pape for me
I just keep it G that's where I'm from I can't help it, B
C all these haters writing D
Shorty pop a E we bout to F-U-C-K
If a nigga trippin' at your front door, Ebay
Shorty get around, I checked her track record relay
Shorty get around in that shit, I ain't f*cking all night
Pop the seal on some shhh, then I dump it in Sprite
Had to run off on my plug as he was upping the price
This nigga ran up on me tweaking now he up in the skies
Told my mama I'm that nigga I thank God how you raised me
Told my plug to send it through I need five and a baby
Told my ex to keep it pushing, I wouldn't f*ck if she paid me
Told June to send a beat and watch a nigga go crazy
Told the Lord to please forgive me I been sinning all day
Told the bank to please forgive me I been swiping away
Told my baby that I love her I just be in the way
Told my dawgs I got they back right or wrong any day
Told my bitch to bring a friend I'm just hoping she gay
She got a tude but I'm that dude so that's the price that she pay
Used to ride around with glizzies, now I carry a K
The number one I'm never two bitch I ain't Darius Slay
Number one hoe, yeah, draft pick
I ain't never ever bought no lashes, ask my last bitch
I'm a different nigga, can't box me in like Cassius
I been on a swipe bitch I don't know what cash is
All these brothers be on has been shit yeah past tense
Call me neighborhood dopeman, QPs, half zips
Call me neighborhood soap, man, fresher than a bitch
Ace of Spades up my sleeve get lit with some tricks
You would think I got a whooping, all this pressure in my whip
Puff, puff, pass, yeah, we pinching out the zip
It ain't cash, baby, I don't need no lip
Lame ass niggas hatin' take a hike, take a trip
Told my mama that I love her she know I'ma do me
Told my dad he raised a dog naw I ain't goofy
Told my daughter she a star, her life gon' be a movie
Told my sister I'ma slide wipe em down like Boosie
Told my brother huh, told my brother he better pray for me
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Told my mama that I love her she know I'ma do me
Told my dad he raised a dog naw I ain't goofy
Told my daughter she a star, her life gon' be a movie
Told my sister I'ma slide wipe em down like Boosie
Told my brother huh, told my brother he better pray for me
I'm the youngest, I'm the bad son I do it gracefully
Steve better not hit my line less he got pape for me
I just keep it G that's where I'm from I can't help it, B
C all these haters writing D
Shorty pop a E we bout to F-U-C-K
If a nigga trippin' at your front door, Ebay
Shorty get around, I checked her track record relay
Shorty get around in that shit, I ain't f*cking all night
Pop the seal on some shhh, then I dump it in Sprite
Had to run off on my plug as he was upping the price
This nigga ran up on me tweaking now he up in the skies
Told my mama I'm that nigga I thank God how you raised me
Told my plug to send it through I need five and a baby
Told my ex to keep it pushing, I wouldn't f*ck if she paid me
Told June to send a beat and watch a nigga go crazy
Told the Lord to please forgive me I been sinning all day
Told the bank to please forgive me I been swiping away
Told my baby that I love her I just be in the way
Told my dawgs I got they back right or wrong any day
Told my bitch to bring a friend I'm just hoping she gay
She got a tude but I'm that dude so that's the price that she pay
Used to ride around with glizzies, now I carry a K
The number one I'm never two bitch I ain't Darius Slay
Number one hoe, yeah, draft pick
I ain't never ever bought no lashes, ask my last bitch
I'm a different nigga, can't box me in like Cassius
I been on a swipe bitch I don't know what cash is
All these brothers be on has been shit yeah past tense
Call me neighborhood dopeman, QPs, half zips
Call me neighborhood soap, man, fresher than a bitch
Ace of Spades up my sleeve get lit with some tricks
You would think I got a whooping, all this pressure in my whip
Puff, puff, pass, yeah, we pinching out the zip
It ain't cash, baby, I don't need no lip
Lame ass niggas hatin' take a hike, take a trip
Told my mama that I love her she know I'ma do me
Told my dad he raised a dog naw I ain't goofy
Told my daughter she a star, her life gon' be a movie
Told my sister I'ma slide wipe em down like Boosie
Told my brother huh, told my brother he better pray for me
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Writer: J Parker, T Clinton
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