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Truly Preezy - Felony Lyrics



Truly Preezy - Felony Lyrics




Yeah I'm drippin on these niggas what they telling me
F*ck a fake friend cause they filled with jealousy
Yeah My niggas in the streets ain't no sesame
Boy you a misteameanor Imma felony
Got a bag and did the dash ain't no catching me
Poppin shit and popping tags that's my destiny
They say i been killin shit yeah Rest In Peace
Yeah they know I'm official like a referee

I was born with the sauce now I'm drippin on em
You a bitch imma boss it's a difference homie
I was born with the sauce now I'm drippin on em
You a bitch imma boss it's a difference homie

Yeah It cost to be the boss what's ya price
You hop down nigga this shit is for life
I like hoes of all flavors what's ya type
You like a nigga with designer and some ice
Your last nigga ain't shit get it right
You want a man I'll be that for tonight
She say she love me wanna be my wife
If you really mean that shit say it twice

Yeah I'm drippin on these niggas what they telling me
F*ck a fake friend cause they filled with jealousy
Yeah My niggas in the streets ain't no sesame
Boy you a misteameanor Imma felony
Got a bag and did the dash ain't no catching me
Poppin shit and popping tags that's my destiny
They say i been killin shit yeah Rest In Peace
Yeah they know I'm official like a referee

I was born with the sauce now I'm drippin on em
You a bitch imma boss it's a difference homie
I was born with the sauce now I'm drippin on em
You a bitch imma boss it's a difference homie

Imma big dawg you a copy cat
Come and holla at me imma holla back
Bitch run me my bag i want all of that
I'm with Tia and Tamara nigga roger that
Go home roger imma big big baller
F*ck her once don't call her
Imma dawg her
In the whip I'm crawling
Looking like a toddler
Bitch you know it
This that drip i show it
She think imma poet
Yeah I'm rolling
This that lean we pou it
Drive it like i stole it

Yeah I'm drippin on these niggas what they telling me
F*ck a fake friend cause they filled with jealousy
Yeah My niggas in the streets ain't no sesame
Boy you a misteameanor Imma felony
Got a bag and did the dash ain't no catching me
Poppin shit and popping tags that's my destiny
They say i been killin shit yeah Rest In Peace
Yeah they know I'm official like a referee
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Yeah I'm drippin on these niggas what they telling me
F*ck a fake friend cause they filled with jealousy
Yeah My niggas in the streets ain't no sesame
Boy you a misteameanor Imma felony
Got a bag and did the dash ain't no catching me
Poppin shit and popping tags that's my destiny
They say i been killin shit yeah Rest In Peace
Yeah they know I'm official like a referee

I was born with the sauce now I'm drippin on em
You a bitch imma boss it's a difference homie
I was born with the sauce now I'm drippin on em
You a bitch imma boss it's a difference homie

Yeah It cost to be the boss what's ya price
You hop down nigga this shit is for life
I like hoes of all flavors what's ya type
You like a nigga with designer and some ice
Your last nigga ain't shit get it right
You want a man I'll be that for tonight
She say she love me wanna be my wife
If you really mean that shit say it twice

Yeah I'm drippin on these niggas what they telling me
F*ck a fake friend cause they filled with jealousy
Yeah My niggas in the streets ain't no sesame
Boy you a misteameanor Imma felony
Got a bag and did the dash ain't no catching me
Poppin shit and popping tags that's my destiny
They say i been killin shit yeah Rest In Peace
Yeah they know I'm official like a referee

I was born with the sauce now I'm drippin on em
You a bitch imma boss it's a difference homie
I was born with the sauce now I'm drippin on em
You a bitch imma boss it's a difference homie

Imma big dawg you a copy cat
Come and holla at me imma holla back
Bitch run me my bag i want all of that
I'm with Tia and Tamara nigga roger that
Go home roger imma big big baller
F*ck her once don't call her
Imma dawg her
In the whip I'm crawling
Looking like a toddler
Bitch you know it
This that drip i show it
She think imma poet
Yeah I'm rolling
This that lean we pou it
Drive it like i stole it

Yeah I'm drippin on these niggas what they telling me
F*ck a fake friend cause they filled with jealousy
Yeah My niggas in the streets ain't no sesame
Boy you a misteameanor Imma felony
Got a bag and did the dash ain't no catching me
Poppin shit and popping tags that's my destiny
They say i been killin shit yeah Rest In Peace
Yeah they know I'm official like a referee
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Writer: Deprey Lane
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Performed By: Truly Preezy
Language: English
Length: 3:15
Written by: Deprey Lane

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