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YK Monopoly - Freak Show (feat. Dunkin Lanez) Lyrics



YK Monopoly - Freak Show (feat. Dunkin Lanez) Lyrics
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Wow
Yeah
YK
Monop
Pull up on your block, I gets to sparkin down And who got left for dead, bitch, you see me ballin' now
Like, f*ck that shit, let's turn up Like, f*ck that shit spark the blunt up
With the roof down, bitch, let's burn some High as f*ck on the moon, Monop
I'ma hit with a stick like bow Run down on the hop out gang
Lit as ' f*ck I get hyped in the crowd she let me f*ck now I'm dicking her down
For you niggas that's hating listen now
When them bullets gon' hit, you gon' aah Yeah, yeah, yeah, whoo
Usually humble , Now I'm poppin' my shit Want beef want smoke, then we step on the bitch
I ain't worried about a hoe, I'ma rest on the bitch I ain't got no time to be stressing & shit
I'm on a whole nother level Can't f*ck with my style, too clever
Drippin' in sauce, they can't f*ck with Monop Im on fire
Switched up my style, did a lil' rock, & they thought I retire
Yeah, yeah, whoo
Pull up on your block, I gets to sparkin down And who got left for dead, bitch, you see me ballin' now
Like, f*ck that shit, let's turn up Like, f*ck that shit spark the blunt up
With the roof down, bitch, let's burn some Yeah, yeah, whoo, whoo, whoo, yeah
Pull up on your block, I gets to sparking down And who got left for dead, bitch, you see me ballin' now
Like, f*ck that shit, let's turn up Like, f*ck that shit spark the blunt up
With the roof down, bitch, let's burn some High as f*ck on the moon, Monop
Pull up on your block just like a jumper This heavy artillery knockin' trees down
Like a lumber jack the way my dog
Throwing bullets gotta be a quarterback Smokin' on a diss record, this right here a rapper Pack
We ain't on the internet, that back & forth , ain't in to that
Drink, shrooms on hand , rockstar, hash tag Hold on, baby, throw it back, she know that our pockets fat
Chasing hard work and long nights to get to where we at Small-minded niggas , uh be cool with that
Throw some hunnid stacks, I want a million rights Why that's not enough, I need a Billy Facts
To me, that's not enough, I'm tryin' to change the world And make sure that my family's stuck
Pull some strings like a guitar when they lock my people up
Loyal, hit the ropes and double dutch Nephew, YK always clutch , they know it's only us
Wassup
Pull up on your block, I get to sparkin' down And who got left for dead, bitch, you see me ballin now
Wow wow wow
Like, f*ck that shit, let's turn up Like, f*ck that shit spark the blunt up
With the roof down, bitch, let's burn some
Yeah
Yeah
Wow wow wow
Yeah
Pull up on your block, I gets to sparkin' down And who got left for dead, bitch, you see me ballin now
Like, f*ck that shit, let's turn up Like, f*ck that shit spark the blunt up
With the roof down, bitch, let's burn some
Wow wow wow
Yeah
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Wow
Yeah
YK
Monop
Pull up on your block, I gets to sparkin down And who got left for dead, bitch, you see me ballin' now
Like, f*ck that shit, let's turn up Like, f*ck that shit spark the blunt up
With the roof down, bitch, let's burn some High as f*ck on the moon, Monop
I'ma hit with a stick like bow Run down on the hop out gang
Lit as ' f*ck I get hyped in the crowd she let me f*ck now I'm dicking her down
For you niggas that's hating listen now
When them bullets gon' hit, you gon' aah Yeah, yeah, yeah, whoo
Usually humble , Now I'm poppin' my shit Want beef want smoke, then we step on the bitch
I ain't worried about a hoe, I'ma rest on the bitch I ain't got no time to be stressing & shit
I'm on a whole nother level Can't f*ck with my style, too clever
Drippin' in sauce, they can't f*ck with Monop Im on fire
Switched up my style, did a lil' rock, & they thought I retire
Yeah, yeah, whoo
Pull up on your block, I gets to sparkin down And who got left for dead, bitch, you see me ballin' now
Like, f*ck that shit, let's turn up Like, f*ck that shit spark the blunt up
With the roof down, bitch, let's burn some Yeah, yeah, whoo, whoo, whoo, yeah
Pull up on your block, I gets to sparking down And who got left for dead, bitch, you see me ballin' now
Like, f*ck that shit, let's turn up Like, f*ck that shit spark the blunt up
With the roof down, bitch, let's burn some High as f*ck on the moon, Monop
Pull up on your block just like a jumper This heavy artillery knockin' trees down
Like a lumber jack the way my dog
Throwing bullets gotta be a quarterback Smokin' on a diss record, this right here a rapper Pack
We ain't on the internet, that back & forth , ain't in to that
Drink, shrooms on hand , rockstar, hash tag Hold on, baby, throw it back, she know that our pockets fat
Chasing hard work and long nights to get to where we at Small-minded niggas , uh be cool with that
Throw some hunnid stacks, I want a million rights Why that's not enough, I need a Billy Facts
To me, that's not enough, I'm tryin' to change the world And make sure that my family's stuck
Pull some strings like a guitar when they lock my people up
Loyal, hit the ropes and double dutch Nephew, YK always clutch , they know it's only us
Wassup
Pull up on your block, I get to sparkin' down And who got left for dead, bitch, you see me ballin now
Wow wow wow
Like, f*ck that shit, let's turn up Like, f*ck that shit spark the blunt up
With the roof down, bitch, let's burn some
Yeah
Yeah
Wow wow wow
Yeah
Pull up on your block, I gets to sparkin' down And who got left for dead, bitch, you see me ballin now
Like, f*ck that shit, let's turn up Like, f*ck that shit spark the blunt up
With the roof down, bitch, let's burn some
Wow wow wow
Yeah
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Writer: MARC WILLIAMS, PATRICK STURROCK
Copyright: Lyrics © TuneCore Inc., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, O/B/O DistroKid

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