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Photo Copied (Explicit)

Future2016年4月13日

Photo Copied (Explicit) 歌詞

Photo Copied (Explicit) - Future

Yeah you lucky

 

Yeah I'm on savage time ni**a

I'm on savage time

 

I'm on ratchet time

 

I'm gon' smash her she so outta pocket

 

I'm gon' smash her but she photocopied

 

Once I adapted I got more options

 

I told her ignore that b**ch she told me yes daddy

 

Man she tryna get at me

 

Hoe you telling they business so tacky

 

We don't cuddle with none of you b**ches

 

We don't wanna hustle with none of you niggas

 

Uh I'm cool on them don't even dap them niggas

Uh I was in the trap they tried to trap a ni**a

 

I pull up in that new maybach and they wave

 

These niggas won't show no deuces they got hoe waves

 

I walk inside the club and they wave

 

I put headshots and more hits out on my enemies

 

I got love for all my niggas who got love for me

 

I got bloods crips and gds in my family tree

 

And everywhere I go them vice lords with me

You don't want no static we just got these things established

Bobble head b**ches they just smash automatic

 

Your baby momma outta pocket knowing I'm a savage

 

I told you give you the d**e

I told you give you that d**e

 

You niggas don't exist we eat filet mignon

 

Go brazy with your b**ch she try to stay the night

 

The first thing in the am send her on a flight

 

Yeah I'm on savage time ni**a

I'm on savage time

 

I'm on ratchet time

 

I'm gon' smash her she so outta pocket

 

I'm gon' smash her but she photocopied

 

I passed her off like oh b**ch I'm him

 

I'm seeing the way she actin' on a gram

 

You misrepresenting who I am

Oh hold up

That photoshop making me nervous

I told you what's making me nervous

I know you ain't saving that p**sy

You know somebody play in that p**sy

 

And it's o it's okay though

 

I got love for all my niggas who got love for me

 

I got bloods crips and gds in my family tree

 

And everywhere I go them vice lords with me

You don't want no static we just got these things established

Bobble head b**ches they just smash automatic

 

Your baby momma outta pocket knowing I'm a savage

 

I told you give you the d**e

I told you give you that d**e

 

You niggas don't exist we eat filet mignon

 

Go brazy with your b**ch she try to stay the night

 

The first thing in the am send her on a flight

 

Yeah I'm on savage time ni**a

I'm on savage time

 

I'm on ratchet time

 

I'm gon' smash her she so outta pocket

 

 

I'm gon' smash her but she photocopied