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Kyro the Egyptian & OG Smxxv - Punt IT Off Lyrics



Kyro the Egyptian & OG Smxxv - Punt IT Off Lyrics
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Hey, yeah, ya
Trap or die like Jeezy, Trap or die like Jeezy
I really came up off of trap or die
We was bumping Jeezy
Y'all niggas lame, y'all niggas jewelry fake
Man that lil shit cheesy, yeah
F*ck that bitch so good yeah
Told her she ain't bulimic
Young nigga made that hoe throw up
And she thought she was bulimic
OG Smxxv she seen a star
No she ain't seen it, yeah yeah
OG Smxxv up in the game
You know I mean it, yeah yeah
F*ck a bitch from the back, I might eat it
If she fine, if she ain't bitch get deleted
Young nigga came in hon, yeah yeah
Came on the black friend
Then came on the white friend
B. White in a white Benz, B. White in a white Benz
Tried to tell you man you niggas lame
I'm the game for real, yeah
I punt it off, he need a pack I send it out
Yo baby mama place I rent it out, Yeah
Yeah yeah, Yo baby mama place I rent it out
Just like to trap out it, yeah yeah yeah
We don't do trap houses, yeah yeah yeah yeah
Live in a villa, yeah yeah
Michael Jackson moonwalk
Slide like thriller, yeah yeah yeah yeah
Wait
Thought it was over, shit hah
Nigga move over
I got cho bitch like I'm pose ta, yeah
She lemme tap like this
She catch the sack like this, ya
I got them racks like this
Flip em and getting em back like this, ya hey
Slide like this, hold my dick
Please don't use yo nose like this
I got cho bitch got cho hoe like this, yeah hon
Mo like this
She gonna get on her toes like this
Hearing all this know you don't like me
Still love the bitch but she on my meat like, uhn
Why... Ya
Had to ask a question
Look at cha silly lil nigga
Holding his head in this bitch like he stressing, he huh
You get the message, he
I'm thinking you need to next her
Bet chu she leaving with me, hon
Oop I guessed it, yeah
Lil nigga thought I was joking
I'm flabbergasted, yeah
I think yo little bihh nasty, ya
And ya lil bihh say you tragic, ya huh
She looking like plastic, ya
Yeah the bitch fake, hope the bitch gay
Use hella neck, yeah
Think the bihh need a brace, yha
All the bands make her stay, ya
Hoes at my place, shit
I bet they all wanna play, ya
Ain't got the time no vay K, huh
No f*cks ups... yeah
Can't make a mistake, ya
I cannot risk it no way, nah
I got too much on my plate, yea hooh
Wooh, wooh, wooh
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Hey, yeah, ya
Trap or die like Jeezy, Trap or die like Jeezy
I really came up off of trap or die
We was bumping Jeezy
Y'all niggas lame, y'all niggas jewelry fake
Man that lil shit cheesy, yeah
F*ck that bitch so good yeah
Told her she ain't bulimic
Young nigga made that hoe throw up
And she thought she was bulimic
OG Smxxv she seen a star
No she ain't seen it, yeah yeah
OG Smxxv up in the game
You know I mean it, yeah yeah
F*ck a bitch from the back, I might eat it
If she fine, if she ain't bitch get deleted
Young nigga came in hon, yeah yeah
Came on the black friend
Then came on the white friend
B. White in a white Benz, B. White in a white Benz
Tried to tell you man you niggas lame
I'm the game for real, yeah
I punt it off, he need a pack I send it out
Yo baby mama place I rent it out, Yeah
Yeah yeah, Yo baby mama place I rent it out
Just like to trap out it, yeah yeah yeah
We don't do trap houses, yeah yeah yeah yeah
Live in a villa, yeah yeah
Michael Jackson moonwalk
Slide like thriller, yeah yeah yeah yeah
Wait
Thought it was over, shit hah
Nigga move over
I got cho bitch like I'm pose ta, yeah
She lemme tap like this
She catch the sack like this, ya
I got them racks like this
Flip em and getting em back like this, ya hey
Slide like this, hold my dick
Please don't use yo nose like this
I got cho bitch got cho hoe like this, yeah hon
Mo like this
She gonna get on her toes like this
Hearing all this know you don't like me
Still love the bitch but she on my meat like, uhn
Why... Ya
Had to ask a question
Look at cha silly lil nigga
Holding his head in this bitch like he stressing, he huh
You get the message, he
I'm thinking you need to next her
Bet chu she leaving with me, hon
Oop I guessed it, yeah
Lil nigga thought I was joking
I'm flabbergasted, yeah
I think yo little bihh nasty, ya
And ya lil bihh say you tragic, ya huh
She looking like plastic, ya
Yeah the bitch fake, hope the bitch gay
Use hella neck, yeah
Think the bihh need a brace, yha
All the bands make her stay, ya
Hoes at my place, shit
I bet they all wanna play, ya
Ain't got the time no vay K, huh
No f*cks ups... yeah
Can't make a mistake, ya
I cannot risk it no way, nah
I got too much on my plate, yea hooh
Wooh, wooh, wooh
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Writer: Keith Lee, Russell Jones
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