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Intro lyrics

Performer Playboy Sosaa

Intro song lyrics by Playboy Sosaa official

Intro is a song in English

NhgK shii bihh, Long live big Dre bihh

I'ma wake up in the morning, I go get the gwala, Remember them days a n***a had an nada
We fuckin' on bad hoes, Instagram models, Ho walkin' past me, thick as' hell on the Prada
Lil' freaky bitch, swallowed my nut for a follow
5-5-6 gon' hit his damn collar, Make a wrong move, I'ma pop ya, one word I'ma drop ya, Spin your block, sending shots like a revolver

Yeah, it's shots out the tahoe, Gotta sell a bow, can't be with you bye
hoe, And she wanna fuck me off the casamigo, Gettin' bricks like Shaq, n***a, that's a free
throw, Damn, I'm gettin' this green like Cee-Lo
I ain't got no cape, Lil' ho, I can't be your hero
And mane these bitches gettin' on my nerve, I be ready to smack a hoe like Deebo

I'm gettin' these checks like Nike, whatever just come with the money, I'm

Just gon' do it, Don't bring a lil' ho around, know that
she groupie, Don't bring ha around, you know we intoit, I'm surrounded by killers and robbers
You'll think we was spike lee', all the clips, might as well shoot a movie

Fall in love, bitch, you know I can't do it, Smokin' on the opp, n***a, got me a little woozy, I been poppin' my shit ever since I was seven
Young n***a from the 38127, I'ma crash on n****s like it's 9-11
Internet shit, put this flight right to heaven, Two to three hit his belly

Green tips slice a n***a like deli, Opp baby mama shakin' ass like jelly
Hoes be too hot and ready, Glock took off his noodle
Got some n****s, Convinced of felons
We got choppas and sticks, We up, we turnin' this bitch

Yea we live in the studio, why the opp tryna put a show for a hoe, Now he gotta catch these bullets like he was Julio
Pouring' is wock, just got me just movin' slow
Playin' with these bitches, like that night was Play-Doh

I ain't talkin' bout Quavo, But bitch, you crazy as hell
If you let me go, I'ma wake up in the morning, I go get the gwala, Remember them days a n***a had an nada
We fuckin' on bad hoes, Instagram models, Ho walkin' past me, thick as' hell on the Prada
Lil' freaky bitch, swallowed my nut for a follow
5-5-6 gon' hit his damn collar, Make a wrong move, I'ma pop ya, one word I'ma drop ya, Spin your block, sending shots like a revolver

Yeah, it's shots out the tahoe, Gotta sell a bow, can't be with you bye
hoe, And she wanna fuck me off the casamigo, Gettin' bricks like Shaq, n***a, that's a free
throw, Damn, I'm gettin' this green like Cee-Lo
I ain't got no cape, Lil' ho, I can't be your hero
And mane these bitches gettin' on my nerve, I be ready to smack a hoe like Deebo

Hoes like DeeBo

Hoes like DeeBo, Hoes like DeeBo, Hoes like DeeBo
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No unauthorized reproduction of lyric.
Writer: RaShawn Winston
Copyright: O/B/O DistroKid

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