Son of a Gun

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He look like his mama, He act like his daddy
I don’t know why they had me
But I’m thankful and happy
Gotta Get to it gladly
These niggas hate, sadly
Robust and I’m savvy
Waved up, ain’t no capping
Why would you say, He a lil son of a gun
SUGg a lil son of a gun, He a lil son of a gun
Why would you say, He a lil son of a gun
SUGg a lil son of a gun, He a lil son of a gun
It’s a hell of a feelin'
When you young, black and seasoned
Showin love to the realist, And I ain't have no reason
Can’t be mad cause you didn’t, Niggas mad that I’m breathin'
But the whole hood watchin', Yeah my 25th season
Came in, Came in lookin' like doe
Been gettin' money, need a different type of goal
Can’t make plays , if you can’t play ya roll
Been on this, If you know then you know
Smokin' to keep it togetha
Smokin' to keep us togetha
Gotta get it, My movement is clever
Built a team, We movin' togetha
Makin' my plays alone, Thought I needed no one
Makin' my plays alone, Live wire, I was on one
Stop makin' time for these bitches
Start makin' time to go get it
Stop makin' time for these bitches
Start makin' plans and stick with it
He look like his mama, He act like his daddy
I don’t know why they had me
But I’m thankful and happy
Gotta Get to it gladly
These niggas hate, sadly
Robust and I’m savvy
Waved up, ain’t no capping
Why would you say, He a lil son of a gun
SUGg a lil son of a gun, He a lil son of a gun
Why would you say, He a lil son of a gun
SUGg a lil son of a gun, He a lil son of a gun
Exactly, this nigga too cold
Quit hatin', you niggas too old
Got a pistol, You fakin'
No self control
Love a woman that’s chocolate and naked
Let her melt on my clothes
Make her melt on my clothes
Make her melt in that pose
Make her melt she too cold
Can’t lie, I love a red bone
Need me to listen, i'll hear it
Want em, but ain't got no children
Need me to listen, i'll hear it
Want em, but ain't got no children
This how I know I’m the only one
Get it, then prep for anotha one
This how I know I’m Ndojaa son
Accurate, bust like a loaded gun
Run it up, cousin I need it
Showin' love ain’t no reason
Run it up, cousin I need it
Showin love ain’t no reason
He look like his mama, He act like his daddy
I don’t know why they had me
But I’m thankful and happy
Gotta Get to it gladly
These niggas hate, sadly
Robust and I’m savvy
Waved up, ain’t no capping
Why would you say, He a lil son of a gun
SUGg a lil son of a gun, He a lil son of a gun
Why would you say, He a lil son of a gun
SUGg a lil son of a gun, He a lil son of a gun

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