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Mari Fauvert - Uncle Phil Lyrics



Mari Fauvert - Uncle Phil Lyrics
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First you get the money, put it in the duffle
Second, don't make contact, keep it on the muzzle
Third, f*ck a bad bitch, but don't you ever cuff her
Fourth, bring her friend, and boy you get the gnarl, ay
You better deal with it, I got some racks
How do you feel baby, tell me stop
I gotta chill with it, give me the pen
I'll make a deal with it
Yeah, her parents didn't like me, cause they thought i was stupid
I hit her with that arrow, and turned right into Cupid
I told her that I liked her, even if she's a groupie
I hit her with that "f*ck boy" and she replied I'm stupid now
You better deal with it, I got some racks
How do you feel baby, tell me stop
I gotta chill with it, give me the pen
I'll make a deal with it
Run up the bill, tell them come see me
I was like will, uncle Phil with it
F*ck it I'm real, you just deal with it
Whatever you need, you just go and get it
Ah, got my side hoe and Moscato
Got my side hoe and Moscato
Got my side hoe and Moscato
Got my side hoe and
Got my side hoe and Moscato
Got my side hoe and Moscato
Got my side hoe and Moscato
Got my side hoe and
Got my side hoe and Moscato and we in bed
Sipping on red, sipping on red
Turn the TV and baby give me head
Got the blicky in her mouth, pull the trig, she
F*ck the Fendi, NEVR NV
On your bitch, we gon trendy
Shoutsout Danny, I want me a Grammy
I got me a nine, shots of henney
Shots of henney, pow pow
Shots of many, uh
I be a mess with the drank, uh
I'll turn the club to a pit, uh
I'll push a bitch out the way, ay
Shove her like NFL Blitz, ay
I be spazzing, no glitch
I be spazzing, no glitch, ay
They gon be talking the shit, my nigga
Don't trip, don't grab the stick, uh
They gon be sucking the dick for a raise
Ten cents, can't have that stigma
You better deal with it, I got some racks
How do you feel baby, tell me stop
I gotta chill with it, give me the pen
I'll make a deal with it
Run up the bill, tell them come see me
I was like will, uncle Phil with it
F*ck it I'm real, you just deal with it
Whatever you need, you just go and get it
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First you get the money, put it in the duffle
Second, don't make contact, keep it on the muzzle
Third, f*ck a bad bitch, but don't you ever cuff her
Fourth, bring her friend, and boy you get the gnarl, ay
You better deal with it, I got some racks
How do you feel baby, tell me stop
I gotta chill with it, give me the pen
I'll make a deal with it
Yeah, her parents didn't like me, cause they thought i was stupid
I hit her with that arrow, and turned right into Cupid
I told her that I liked her, even if she's a groupie
I hit her with that "f*ck boy" and she replied I'm stupid now
You better deal with it, I got some racks
How do you feel baby, tell me stop
I gotta chill with it, give me the pen
I'll make a deal with it
Run up the bill, tell them come see me
I was like will, uncle Phil with it
F*ck it I'm real, you just deal with it
Whatever you need, you just go and get it
Ah, got my side hoe and Moscato
Got my side hoe and Moscato
Got my side hoe and Moscato
Got my side hoe and
Got my side hoe and Moscato
Got my side hoe and Moscato
Got my side hoe and Moscato
Got my side hoe and
Got my side hoe and Moscato and we in bed
Sipping on red, sipping on red
Turn the TV and baby give me head
Got the blicky in her mouth, pull the trig, she
F*ck the Fendi, NEVR NV
On your bitch, we gon trendy
Shoutsout Danny, I want me a Grammy
I got me a nine, shots of henney
Shots of henney, pow pow
Shots of many, uh
I be a mess with the drank, uh
I'll turn the club to a pit, uh
I'll push a bitch out the way, ay
Shove her like NFL Blitz, ay
I be spazzing, no glitch
I be spazzing, no glitch, ay
They gon be talking the shit, my nigga
Don't trip, don't grab the stick, uh
They gon be sucking the dick for a raise
Ten cents, can't have that stigma
You better deal with it, I got some racks
How do you feel baby, tell me stop
I gotta chill with it, give me the pen
I'll make a deal with it
Run up the bill, tell them come see me
I was like will, uncle Phil with it
F*ck it I'm real, you just deal with it
Whatever you need, you just go and get it
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Writer: JOEL CARRILLO, Mari Fauvert, Roberto Ayala, STEPHEN FEDERMAN, XIOMARI FAUVERT
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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