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Next Up - S5-E35 - Pt.2

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Aye Aye Oi, oi Look Look Tell a man, don't slip here, make it now Niggas deal with the frets Aye Aye Tell a man, don't slip here, make it now Bet me and my bro 4ug, my niggas deal with the threats GB, I didn't party hard, I was live in the booth tryna run up a check Get them wide or dance floor into the Lex See the dress shakin' through that sexy red Bad ones to the game, I bet I can't Slam no more, I gotta chase me a M Like, leave me out the mix What they say now in front of DJ Khan? Niggas never know bound to the up, go long when shots get popped You're gonna hear it from far Shot, yeah, I don't know your intentions Trust, don't ya? Gotta chop them down 3-5, My lungs packed, smellin' like fuck Somethin' like a bow, now you know I gotta go run We don't have a meal ting saying that, "Hey, I love cake for The love of the pay." I got a thing for this brown-skinned babe If she moved that waist, make a man go cray I didn't ever do love, me, I move like Drezz GB, we're locked in with the pace Something like Subway, I gotta have it my way Niggas doing up here could end up brass and lame Did, did, did not have a meal ting saying that, "Hey, I love cake For the love of the pay." I got a thing for this brown-skinned babe If she moved that waist, make a man go cray I didn't ever do love, me, I move like Drezz GB, we're locked in with the pace Something like Subway, I gotta have it my way Niggas doing up here could end up brass and lame Aye They don't want me to win I feel like naija afcon Niggas talk online, movin' like they're hungry Bros got corn, he could definitely have some The sad thing, love touch and feel on me Slow down, act like this, back out Gang, gang know who the targets are We ain't nothin' like sweets, we ain't doin' that random Bro, do you come with, like, the great Kali? Chop that down, now it's lookin' huzzah She want me to back Ruby Rose It's not violence when I say I'm gon' juice her Tell a man, "Ease up with the talking " I'm a boomer here, talkin' computers Nowadays every nigga's got a band Tell a man loud, I need that to the ears We don't have a meal ting saying that, "Hey, I love cake for The love of the pay." I got a thing for this brown-skinned babe If she moved that waist, make a man go cray I didn't ever do love, me, I move like Drezz GB, we're locked in with the pace Something like Subway, I gotta have it my way Niggas doing up here could end up brass and lame Did not have a meal ting saying that, "Hey, I love cake for the Love of the pay." I got a thing for this brown-skinned babe If she moved that waist, make a man go cray I didn't ever do love, me, I move like Drezz GB, we're locked in with the pace Something like Subway, I gotta have it my way Niggas doing up here could end up brass and lame Did not have a meal ting saying that, "Hey, hey, hey Cake for the love of the pay." H-h-hopefully, this brown- Skinned babe moved that waist, make a man go cray Man go cray M-man go cray Drezz, GB, we're locked in with the pace Something like Subway, I gotta have it my way Niggas doing up here could end up brass and lame