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Bartbourne - Ways Lyrics



Bartbourne - Ways Lyrics
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Nigga the dummy, he the bait
F*ck out my face bitch , I ain't got nothing to say
I walk outside and hop in my lambo, nigga it's a regular day
Foreign whips riding nigga , we finna pull off this ain't no regular race
All my hoes they exotic, Belarusian & Black nigga I got exotic taste
I been finding all the ways to go
I been finding all the ways to glo
I can't take none of this pain no more
Nigga a bitch, yea nigga gone fold
Money man yea I been in that mode
I'm in the back seat, just counting that dough
I ain't Trey songz baby, I ain't singing no song
I been finding all the ways to go (oh yea like)
I been finding all the ways to go (yea)
I been finding all the ways to go (oh yea like)
I been finding all the ways to go (yea)
I been finding all the ways to go (oh yea like)
I been finding all the ways to go (yea)
I been finding all the ways to go (oh yea like)
I been finding all the ways to go (yea)
I been finding all the ways to go (oh yea like)
I had to run this shit up
I'm tying the race, had to wrap this shit up
I'm on my own way , gotta to pack this shit up
I'm in Dover street, how I f*ck this shit up
Like who's gonna tell em, before there's a war
Nigga just mad cuz they f*cking his whore
Hop off dick, that shit ain't a sport
Nigga keep hating, while I'm uping the score
I made it real close, I ain't falling real short
Like give me yo shirt, imma sign it so we can put in this work
That bitch a dumbass, that bitch never learn
3 time champion, the shit you gotta earn
Look me in my face why you lying to me
Think he the shit how I ride in the streets
I can pass you some shit that you ain't never seen bitch
Hoes be ugly, they be on some mean shit
Imma stay sipping this red, imma stay sipping that Kool-Aid
I been f*cked up for two days
I'm that nigga nigga , I can rock two fades
I'm that nigga nigga , I walk with two blades
Work on a Monday & work on a Tuesday
I walked out the spot, cuz y'all niggas be too gay
I been finding all the ways to go
I been finding all the ways to glo
I can't take none of this pain no more
Nigga a bitch, yea nigga gone fold
Money man yea I been in that mode
I'm in the back seat, just counting that dough
I ain't Trey songz baby, I ain't singing no song
I been finding all the ways to go (go)
I been finding all the ways to go (go)
I been finding all the ways to go ( like)
I been finding all the ways to go (go)
I been finding all the ways to go (go)
I been finding all the ways to go (go)
I been finding all the ways to go (like)
I been finding all the ways to go (go)
Huh, huh
And one
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English

Nigga the dummy, he the bait
F*ck out my face bitch , I ain't got nothing to say
I walk outside and hop in my lambo, nigga it's a regular day
Foreign whips riding nigga , we finna pull off this ain't no regular race
All my hoes they exotic, Belarusian & Black nigga I got exotic taste
I been finding all the ways to go
I been finding all the ways to glo
I can't take none of this pain no more
Nigga a bitch, yea nigga gone fold
Money man yea I been in that mode
I'm in the back seat, just counting that dough
I ain't Trey songz baby, I ain't singing no song
I been finding all the ways to go (oh yea like)
I been finding all the ways to go (yea)
I been finding all the ways to go (oh yea like)
I been finding all the ways to go (yea)
I been finding all the ways to go (oh yea like)
I been finding all the ways to go (yea)
I been finding all the ways to go (oh yea like)
I been finding all the ways to go (yea)
I been finding all the ways to go (oh yea like)
I had to run this shit up
I'm tying the race, had to wrap this shit up
I'm on my own way , gotta to pack this shit up
I'm in Dover street, how I f*ck this shit up
Like who's gonna tell em, before there's a war
Nigga just mad cuz they f*cking his whore
Hop off dick, that shit ain't a sport
Nigga keep hating, while I'm uping the score
I made it real close, I ain't falling real short
Like give me yo shirt, imma sign it so we can put in this work
That bitch a dumbass, that bitch never learn
3 time champion, the shit you gotta earn
Look me in my face why you lying to me
Think he the shit how I ride in the streets
I can pass you some shit that you ain't never seen bitch
Hoes be ugly, they be on some mean shit
Imma stay sipping this red, imma stay sipping that Kool-Aid
I been f*cked up for two days
I'm that nigga nigga , I can rock two fades
I'm that nigga nigga , I walk with two blades
Work on a Monday & work on a Tuesday
I walked out the spot, cuz y'all niggas be too gay
I been finding all the ways to go
I been finding all the ways to glo
I can't take none of this pain no more
Nigga a bitch, yea nigga gone fold
Money man yea I been in that mode
I'm in the back seat, just counting that dough
I ain't Trey songz baby, I ain't singing no song
I been finding all the ways to go (go)
I been finding all the ways to go (go)
I been finding all the ways to go ( like)
I been finding all the ways to go (go)
I been finding all the ways to go (go)
I been finding all the ways to go (go)
I been finding all the ways to go (like)
I been finding all the ways to go (go)
Huh, huh
And one
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Writer: Christopher Gould III
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Language: English
Length: 2:59
Written by: Christopher Gould III

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