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Leverage lyrics

Performer 72 Reezy

Leverage song lyrics by 72 Reezy official

Leverage is a song in English

What are you doing? I said, I'm resting
Yeah, you're resting? Then I'll fucking beat you to punk
I know I'm resting, I'm resting
They pull me in, they start giving me all kinds of questions
And I said, so what are you going to tell us, tough guy
He said, why you? Zero, nothing
I said, I'm going to tell you, punk
He said, no, you're going to tell me something today, tough guy
I said, all right, I'll tell you something
He said, go fuck your mother
You saw the big red thing
What the hell
I'm coming around, you know
Let one nigga play, then y'all all going to die
Heard they say Reezy ain't having pape, that's a doggone lie
Nigga, your bitch going to suck it rough on camera
Full of house, that white boy, bitch, we serving Danny Tanner
My cup be black like David Banner
Smoke on za, you coming bammer
I rock like white buffs like Arm and Hammer
That clip stick out just like a ladder
Running your house like it's a warrant
Fuck on your thot then I ignore her.
That money coming in and out, I hit up Truth and start a storm
Y'all niggas groupies and y'all poor
And y'all crew don't do no scoring
Sipping on a eight of juice then, took a blue and now I'm snoring
Fuck a nigga, baby boo
He in my DM trying to link
My Sprite turned to the color pink
My buffs the color of your sink
Fuck them, monclers we coming minks
You sip on turtle, that ain't drink
If she fertile, she a twinky
Cut dick on camera like she pinky
seven-two, we run the world
Bagging blues and we got girl
Told her I just want a nut
She swing that tail like she a squirrel
She want Vs, don't want no pearls
Y'all mans are rat sing like he Sterl
I can't eat no Percocet without no steak, I might just hurl
You told that groupie, bitch, you love her, boy, and she ain't saying back
Sent all your favorite hoes to Scottsdale
I don't even play like that
I'm a fuck her from the back
You gon' call her off a app
Man, quit asking where she at, lil' bro
We finna take a nap
Man, quit asking where these kicks come from, lil' bro
You been to Saks?
Gucci store, shopping to the right
My bitch shop on the left
My bitch, she look like Kyla Pratt
I'ma buy her ass a wig
Sipping bloody, getting head
She got me singing like I'm Jig
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Writer: Dangelo Humphrey
Copyright: O/B/O DistroKid

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