Fck Boy

Elles-Moca

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Ya ya ya ya Elles this elles that 
Whose Elles anyways 
I don't like Elles 
Ya is that how You feel 
All this hate gotta be worth something though 
Its puroz till the death yeah

Ya ya fck Boy You can't hang 
Ya ya dope money in the bag 
Ya ya I think I got em mad 
Ya ya shut up shut up ya ya...

I don't wanna hear shit no more bout I changed only thing 
Switching is that cash galore 
You'r girl's a hore and You'r Boy got me in his jaw's use to be poor 
Now I'm eating what You mad at me for 
This world is cold so I got colder started with a nugget 
Now that thing look like a bolder 
Chip on my shoulder what You tryna tell me 
I swear I been through it all and never said please 
Gimmie gimmie gimmie nigga I don't got no manner's 
Just banger's dirty hammer's to nail coffin's with killer's 
All round me which one wanna go... 
Red light green light You don't want no smoke
Though some don't learn without a picture visual learner 
So imma draw a picture 
Roll up like ah swisher and deliver blood thicker then quaker 
Ill take ya forsake ya heartbreaker

Ya ya fck Boy You can't hang 
Ya ya dope money in the bag 
Ya ya I think I got em mad 
Ya ya shut up shut up ya ya...

Ya ya fck Boy You can't hang 
Ya ya dope money in the bag 
Ya ya I think I got em mad 
Ya ya shut up shut up ya ya... 

People always got something slick to say 
They probably broke mad ugly wanna give me brain 
Its ok I understand y'all heavy pain call a psychiatrist 
Cause I can't help you mane 
All imma do with this juice is make it worse 
Cause the truth hurts and that's all give in my verse 
Remember when I use to sell forty bottles with den 
To get a buck now they can't believe what I pull up in 
Ya ya I know now you my best friend 
Ya ya where was You when I aint have shit 
Everybody wanna get a piece like kit Kat 
Stretching out their hands like we in yoga class 
Fck up out my biz fck up out my biz why 
You call the feds imma let it rinse 
You gone scream an beg ask me to forgive 
But I don't hear that shit I don't care bitch 
You gone feel the strength 
You gone feel the rush ashes to ashes dust to dust 
Imma get it even if You don't like us keep ya hugs 
Keep ya kisses and ya fake love

Ya ya fck Boy You can't hang 
Ya ya dope money in the bag 
Ya ya I think I got em mad 
Ya ya shut up shut up ya ya

Ya ya fck Boy You can't hang 
Ya ya dope money in the bag 
Ya ya I think I got em mad 
Ya ya shut up shut up ya ya...

Ya ya why don't you just get off my name huh 
Quit having my name in ya mouth like some dick huh 
I don't wanna hear shit no more 
Its puroz that's it Elles Elles Elles Moca Moca Moca

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