Too Many
Too Many

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Too Many Lyrics

(One time, Two times)
(Shout out to that nigga Russ tho)
(One time, Two times)
We blowing the bag
We throwing it up
Rippen the tags
We throwing it up
Ya shawty get bagged
We throwing her up
We getting the cash
We dont give a fuck
My nigga i just crashed my new deville
These ppl got me like slaves and they throw me to the field
Rest in peace to all my cuzzos from the block and thats foreal
Police just love to do the clapping doing way more claps than seals
never going by the book they just love packing up steel
We all might be just bananas cuz they bozos love to peel
Peel the scalp right off your mangos let ya sweet brain just appear
Never go back (Never go back)
That is exact (That is exact)
That is a fact (That is a fact
We locked in the trap (Locked in the trap)
Im representing neighborhood and that is that
We blowing the bag
We throwing it up
Rippen the tags
We throwing it up
Ya shawty get bagged
We throwing her up
We getting the cash
I was born in one six seven coolen with my other dawgs
Shootouts in the park had us jumping like a couple frogs
Be coming a thug
Was never in my plans
I dont care about you suckas or ya stupid fucking mans
You a opp messing with dts and you rolling in the vans
Thinking you skate, i will blow you off ya stupid vans
Im that dude that they love to hate
Leave ya eye like forest witaker homie theres no debate
All bloody just like a period youll never be late
Got the aim like lee swagger i will make no mistake
Im a gassy ass brother what the fuck is brake
Dont need Phillips to go and shine on you hittas
And I dont need a plan b to go and grind on you hittas
And i dont really need blood for it to slime on you hittas
John cena you cant see me its that time on you hittas
Throw you in the ocean and ill sink you like a submarine
Built like a diabetic who the hell is scared to bleed
We blowing the bag
We throwing it up
Rippen the tags
We throwing it up
Ya shawty get bagged
We throwing her up
We getting the cash we dont give a fuck
(My nigga i just crashed my new deville)
(These ppl got me like slaves and they throw me to the field)
Never go back (Never go back)
That is exact (That is exact)
That is a fact (That is a fact
We locked in the trap (Locked in the trap)
Im representing neighborhood and that is that
(Im representing neighborhood and that is that)

(One time, Two times)
(Shout out to that nigga Russ tho)
(One time, Two times)
We blowing the bag
We throwing it up
Rippen the tags
We throwing it up
Ya shawty get bagged
We throwing her up
We getting the cash
We dont give a fuck
My nigga i just crashed my new deville
These ppl got me like slaves and they throw me to the field
Rest in peace to all my cuzzos from the block and thats foreal
Police just love to do the clapping doing way more claps than seals
never going by the book they just love packing up steel
We all might be just bananas cuz they bozos love to peel
Peel the scalp right off your mangos let ya sweet brain just appear
Never go back (Never go back)
That is exact (That is exact)
That is a fact (That is a fact
We locked in the trap (Locked in the trap)
Im representing neighborhood and that is that
We blowing the bag
We throwing it up
Rippen the tags
We throwing it up
Ya shawty get bagged
We throwing her up
We getting the cash
I was born in one six seven coolen with my other dawgs
Shootouts in the park had us jumping like a couple frogs
Be coming a thug
Was never in my plans
I dont care about you suckas or ya stupid fucking mans
You a opp messing with dts and you rolling in the vans
Thinking you skate, i will blow you off ya stupid vans
Im that dude that they love to hate
Leave ya eye like forest witaker homie theres no debate
All bloody just like a period youll never be late
Got the aim like lee swagger i will make no mistake
Im a gassy ass brother what the fuck is brake
Dont need Phillips to go and shine on you hittas
And I dont need a plan b to go and grind on you hittas
And i dont really need blood for it to slime on you hittas
John cena you cant see me its that time on you hittas
Throw you in the ocean and ill sink you like a submarine
Built like a diabetic who the hell is scared to bleed
We blowing the bag
We throwing it up
Rippen the tags
We throwing it up
Ya shawty get bagged
We throwing her up
We getting the cash we dont give a fuck
(My nigga i just crashed my new deville)
(These ppl got me like slaves and they throw me to the field)
Never go back (Never go back)
That is exact (That is exact)
That is a fact (That is a fact
We locked in the trap (Locked in the trap)
Im representing neighborhood and that is that
(Im representing neighborhood and that is that)

Writer(s): Jose Ponce
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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