Shy Glizzy, 3 Glizzy - Hamilton lyrics

[Shy Glizzy, 3 Glizzy - Hamilton lyrics]

It's Nell on the beat, nigga woah, woah
Mmm, mmm woah, woah
Mmm, mmm

Nigga tryna play or somethin'
Must ain't seen my damn guns
I'ma be so rich
I'ma leave some millions for my grandsons
She say I'm so handsome, she
Hold me for ransom, uh
I'ma fuck that bitch
Then I'm gon' take her to the Hamilton
Pop them bands, uh, she pop them Xans, uh
Girl, pop that pussy for
Me, on the handstand, uh
Tre-7 stand up, that's what I stand for
I invented the Yo
Don't know where the fuck your man's from

I'm like "Ayy, ayy"
Wonder who I'm gon' shit on today
Bitch, I know you broke
Tell me do you need an X ray?
We don't play date
She just let me cum all on her face
I'm not Ray J
Promise you can't keep up with this K
GG full of shooters
Gеt your bitch ass out like Trey
Who the fuck you foolin'? Knеw
You wasn't ridin' anyway
Said you ballin', bae
Told that bitch I'm in the NBA
I'm one call away, baby
You can hit me any day
We slang that wood, nigga
Your bitch fuck my lil' nigga
She like them hood niggas, bad
Boys that treat her good, nigga
I heard you soft and bitter
You a fuckin' punk nigga
Glizzy Gang the realest
I'll get your whole hood finished

Nigga tryna play or somethin'
Must ain't seen my damn guns
I'ma be so rich
I'ma leave some millions for my grandsons
She say I'm so handsome, she
Hold me for ransom, uh
I'ma fuck that bitch
Then I'm gon' take her to the Hamilton
Pop them bands, uh, she pop them Xans, uh
Girl, pop that pussy for
Me, on the handstand, uh
Tre-7 stand up, that's what I stand for
(Yo, Yo) i invented the Yo
Don't know where the fuck your man's from
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Calicos and dracos (Grrr, grrr)
That Glizzy on me, it stay close (Grrr)
My young niggas, they cutthroat (Grr)
We kill a nigga then lay low (Brr, brr)
I'm never sellin' my soul (yeah)
I got them pounds for the low (yeah)
My youngins ready to go (yeah)
I put a bitch in her place
I put my dick in her face (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bitch, you a waste
These niggas pussy, I cannot relate
(I cannot relate)
And we still trappin' like back in the day
(Like back in the day)
I just put cameras all over the place
Scope on the choppers
We tryna knock a nigga's face off
(Phew, phew, phew, phew)
Bitch ain't goin' nowhere
'cause she know I'm 'bout to take off
(I'm 'bout to take off)
Been at it with demons, I'm different
(Been at it with demons, I'm different)
Them niggas you beef with were innocent
(Them niggas you beef with were innocent)
I'm disciplined, I'm militant
(I'm disciplined, I'm militant)
I'm standin' out, I ain't fittin' in
(I'm standin' out, I ain't fittin' in)
Twenty K on me, all Benjamins (yeah)
Bitch, we can never be cool again (yeah)
I fucked her once and ain't call again (yeah)
I got some head at the Hamilton
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Nigga tryna play or somethin'
Must ain't seen my damn guns
I'ma be so rich
I'ma leave some millions for my grandsons
She say I'm so handsome, she
Hold me for ransom, uh
I'ma fuck that bitch
Then I'm gon' take her to the Hamilton
Pop them bands, uh, she pop them Xans, uh
Girl, pop that pussy for
Me, on the handstand, uh
Tre-7 stand up, that's what I stand for
I invented the Yo
Don't know where the fuck your man's from

Woah, woah mmm, mmm
Woah, woah mmm, mmm
Woah, woah mmm, mmm
Woah, woah mmm, mmm

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