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Paroles de la chanson Beanboozled par 1Up Tee

(Damn, Glo the fuck is you talkin' about?)
Tss, you niggas keep playin' with me
You bitches keep playin' with me
Tuh

She slam that coochie on the ground like it's a bag of ice
Huh, bitch, I'm shittin' on your man, you ain't got braggin' rights
All these niggas rappin' lies, that's why they rap alike
They don't tell young niggas get some money, they say, "Crack a pint"
Huh, I woke up to twelve bands like Grand Rising
Bitch, you bad, let me make your pops a grandfather
When I feel played, I start to feel rash, fuck everybody
They think this 'cause I'm humble, I won't up this bitch and terrorize 'em
Huh, yeah, this bitch is a heathen but I made her bless the bottle
We don't do Teremana, Don Don my reposado
I ain't gotta tell her do that, she gon' do it every time
Hit my 'Wood, she damn near died, pussy good, she wear a bonnet
Z in jail on GTL, Killer fightin' CPN
Alright, bitch, if you ain't tryna listen, tss, I'm leavin' then
I don't gotta talk, that's difference between me and them
But I'll I really get back in that mode and get the tweakin' shit

Yeah, huh, it's time to switch the flow, frrt
I ain't trippin' on no ho, yeah (Damn, Glo)

Hmm, shit, I damn forgot I was me
They must think I won't get back in that mode, obviously
I've been chillin' out, but my miggas pushin' on crime in the D
Walk down watchin' you bleed, wet your shirt, washin' machine
Huh, I ain't never tried to compete, so how did all my idols become a rival to me?
They want me lose so bad, got niggas gridin' their teeth
They might all say mean shit, but it's not what I mean
I'm workin' on myself, fuck the mix, I don't care for it
Real niggas rare like a white boy get his handburger
Ghetto rich nigga, you can still catch me at El Jorgi's
Fat nigga, Biggie Smalls, I got bitches fan girlin'
Your broke ass think havin' jewelry matter, you can have it
I'm rich and I don't wanna no kit, that shit be losin' value
You broke, I play catch with your ho, she throw that coochie at me
I'm so generous, after I hit this bitch, you can have it, tuh
If you play me, I don't hate you, I don't want revenge
You tricked yourself out a good nigga, so you slow as hell
Niggas' slimy, I can peep it in they body language
I'm tired of favors, why do these niggas feel obligated?
I'm hip to that lil' shit you think you got away with
My bitch tryna turn me on, she put on lingerie
Play with me, you gon' hear that sound effect (Yeah)
You caught that body out of fear, that is not a hat
Huh, I don't chase hoes, all these niggas ran through 'em
I'm finna cut a Canadian bitch in Vancouver
Deactivate my page, now it say, "Instagram user"
Make a bitch back the bean like we playin' Beanboozled

Yo, Shawn, take it from us
Put your phone in the bucket
Bitch
Hid that location, huh?
Do it again, I'm checkin'

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