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Csre - No Filter Lyrics



Csre - No Filter Lyrics




Hey, somebody pass me a light or something
Say she wanna be like Nicki, no filter
Say I'm better than, cause I'm nothing like you niggas
Feel like the weatherman, make it rain on these bitches
Cs big letterman pop back, lil nigga

Now I got my time with it, let me cook up
It's 5 on this rose tent baby, just a hook up
The hoes know the shows go crazy when they book us
She play my songseveryday, it's kinda hard to overlook us
Aye da team outside, f*ck 5, big bucket
If I heard a nigga running from me, he must did something, aye a nigga that claim he my opp
Said something
Running back to back, nigga we can bet sum

And my daddy shoulda known I was a f*cking headhunter, we go back to back and yell back and forth
Like step brothers
I'm in my money bag, oh I thought a nigga said something
Same bitch, apple bottle man, I got ha head running
The shit in bro whip, too big, can't tuck it
I throw foes up and puff foes, man f*ck it, pulled up the corner store, know I leave the whip running
It ain't be me, if I ain't have your bitch f*cking

Say she wanna be like Nicki, no filter, baby bend it over, when I'm tryna take this picture
Know I'm getting throwed, when I'm pouring up this liquor
Given ya hoe back, that's a optionfor my niggas
Aye I pop like pimple, smoke weed, pour liquor, better back back from round me, hoe nigga
He mad that his hoe want me, go figure, man don't you know that's everybody
Bitch, hoe nigga,

I wasn't gonna put this shit on wax, but it's up now, since that one clown still talking, then got punched down
I hit his hoe on the southwest, and got her at uptown
Real nigga party, she the reason for that one sound
In my old days, now, I ain't take her on a date, we can sip and paint, but I know it end up on her face
But that's an old hoe, now nigga, I be getting cake, control balance every time, cause I'm steady losing weight
I can't be stopped no hoe nigga, words not race
Spot a car I can get up in the bank, it ain't chase, it ain't chase

One time for this hoe, on my line, she can wait, said she bad, let me get her bro, she a donkey of the day, said
She wanna be like Nicki, no filter, hold it right there, when I'm trying to take this
Picture, baby bend it down, go and pop it for my niggas
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Hey, somebody pass me a light or something
Say she wanna be like Nicki, no filter
Say I'm better than, cause I'm nothing like you niggas
Feel like the weatherman, make it rain on these bitches
Cs big letterman pop back, lil nigga

Now I got my time with it, let me cook up
It's 5 on this rose tent baby, just a hook up
The hoes know the shows go crazy when they book us
She play my songseveryday, it's kinda hard to overlook us
Aye da team outside, f*ck 5, big bucket
If I heard a nigga running from me, he must did something, aye a nigga that claim he my opp
Said something
Running back to back, nigga we can bet sum

And my daddy shoulda known I was a f*cking headhunter, we go back to back and yell back and forth
Like step brothers
I'm in my money bag, oh I thought a nigga said something
Same bitch, apple bottle man, I got ha head running
The shit in bro whip, too big, can't tuck it
I throw foes up and puff foes, man f*ck it, pulled up the corner store, know I leave the whip running
It ain't be me, if I ain't have your bitch f*cking

Say she wanna be like Nicki, no filter, baby bend it over, when I'm tryna take this picture
Know I'm getting throwed, when I'm pouring up this liquor
Given ya hoe back, that's a optionfor my niggas
Aye I pop like pimple, smoke weed, pour liquor, better back back from round me, hoe nigga
He mad that his hoe want me, go figure, man don't you know that's everybody
Bitch, hoe nigga,

I wasn't gonna put this shit on wax, but it's up now, since that one clown still talking, then got punched down
I hit his hoe on the southwest, and got her at uptown
Real nigga party, she the reason for that one sound
In my old days, now, I ain't take her on a date, we can sip and paint, but I know it end up on her face
But that's an old hoe, now nigga, I be getting cake, control balance every time, cause I'm steady losing weight
I can't be stopped no hoe nigga, words not race
Spot a car I can get up in the bank, it ain't chase, it ain't chase

One time for this hoe, on my line, she can wait, said she bad, let me get her bro, she a donkey of the day, said
She wanna be like Nicki, no filter, hold it right there, when I'm trying to take this
Picture, baby bend it down, go and pop it for my niggas
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Writer: Caleb Elam
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Performed By: Csre
Language: English
Length: 2:15
Written by: Caleb Elam

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