DON'T HURT EM
Quietboy
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Hush be quiet Don't hurt em Watch what they do for the dollar When you get the guala my nigga it might blow your mind I used to sleep at the church 'cause we ain’t have a house I bet you don’t remember the time My new shorty look like my old shorty but she don’t know 'Cause I tell her she one of a kind She talk bout the sun and the earth ask for my date of birth I guess God must’ve gave her a sign My momma did not raise no sucka We can’t say the same bout yo mother I never been selfish I ball with my brothers like I got my 5 at the Rucker Lil shawty stay pleasured my niggas take treasures But guess what I guess they both bussing Phone call with RealFlexxin his cup always doubled he sipping on ak it ain’t tussin Gotta whole house a hustlers And we stay way from busters And my cuzzie the lookout might hide in your bushes he tell me it’s clear I say thank you good looking Ya ting caught my eye so talk nice or she tooken I know I’m the rookie but no I ain’t rooken I look up and wink cuz I know that she looking You looking like who is this nigga I’m shooketh Lord You shake in your boots You get em from Cali in Cali? Look like a earthquake in yo boots Lord I got em nervous like they snake in they boots Like the bleach in my hair gotta stick to my roots And I heard she want Q he buy purses and shoes 'Cause my momma did not raise no sucker And we can’t say the same bout yo mother If I say it no cap like no trucker I ain’t never duck smoke ain’t no ducker She know what she want and her nigga don’t got it I got it ain’t no need to suffer And I don’t play bout mine 'cause she bad and she fine And she know that it’s up if they touch her Watch what they do for the dollar when you get the guala My nigga might blow your mind I used to sleep at the church 'cause we ain’t have a house I bet you don’t remember the time My new shorty look like my old shorty but she don’t know 'Cause I tell her she one of a kind She talk bout the sun and the earth ask for my date of birth I guess God must’ve gave her a sign Watch what they do for the dollar when you get the guala my nigga it might blow your mind I used to sleep at the church 'cause we ain’t have a house I bet you don’t remember the time My new shorty look like my old shorty but she don’t know 'Cause I tell her she one of a kind She talk bout the sun and the earth ask for my date of birth I guess God must’ve gave her a sign Like em bad like em boujiee Like the Migos and Uzi They claiming they know me they knew me And I don’t need no groupies so shooshoo You ain’t wifey I won’t introduce you And they call me Big Juice w the juice troop This that for us by us but no FUBU And I boo em a few times they booboo Got close with my mother she know that I got her Talk greasy on beats but at home I talk proper I’m know to start fires but they don’t call cops Not enough days for the slaps that I got Burned a hand on my pen they forgot I was hot Use to sleep on the floor we did not have a cot I'm a big fan a Lil Boat they call me Lil Yacht And it better be good news you see me on Fox What we doing Getting money Now we eating I was hungry Yeah yeah yeah What we doing Getting money Now we eating I was hungry Yeah yeah yeah Don't hurt em Don't hurt em
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