guavaiced GROW A PAIR! lyrics
GROW A PAIR!
guavaiced
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[Hook:]
I gotta get a bag, gotta get a cheque, gotta run it up
Dat boy he wanted smoke, pull up like a rope, step on him like a butt
He talkin on my name, but dat boy he lame, put him in da dust
Told dat boy to grow a pair, we run up like some stairs, dis choppa gon bust
[Verse:]
Dis choppa gon bus(t) like transit, damage, when im on yo block do damage
I feel like a paraplegic when yall talkin, i can't stand it
Na i can't manage, can it, yuh
They rlly tryna jack son's (jackson) style like janet
Big drum on da gun but u kno it neva jammin
I told dat boy to watch his mouth like damn it
I told dat boy to open up his pockets, he ran it
He ran it like a marathon, huh
Way dat i been ballin like my hair gone, aye
Stackin money up in fair amts, huh
I be at da top, im at da paramount, ayе
Yea da bag is all i care abt, gotta get it
Cuz my crеw next (crewnecks) i cop a pullover like i jus got a ticket
Keep a stick, rollin stones, yea im rockin wit it
Had to drop a lil paper on da whip like a parking ticket
Snappin on da track like i broke a bone on a train
He thought he was better, i told dat boy he a lame
Rappin fast like im an impala but im not tame
Like a police officer wallet i gotta cop chains (change)
Power ranger bands it comin in different colours
I could neva have beef cuz yall suck like udders
Tryna pick (pic) on me, so i shot him jus like a shutter
Who better than its evident dat there is no other
[Hook:]
I gotta get a bag, gotta get a cheque, gotta run it up
Dat boy he wanted smoke, pull up like a rope, step on him like a butt
He talkin on my name, but dat boy he lame, put him in da dust
Told dat boy to grow a pair, we run up like some stairs, dis choppa gon bust
I gotta get a bag, gotta get a cheque, gotta run it up
Dat boy he wanted smoke, pull up like a rope, step on him like a butt
He talkin on my name, but dat boy he lame, put him in da dust
Told dat boy to grow a pair, we run up like some stairs, dis choppa gon bust
[Verse:]
Dis choppa gon bus(t) like transit, damage, when im on yo block do damage
I feel like a paraplegic when yall talkin, i can't stand it
Na i can't manage, can it, yuh
They rlly tryna jack son's (jackson) style like janet
Big drum on da gun but u kno it neva jammin
I told dat boy to watch his mouth like damn it
I told dat boy to open up his pockets, he ran it
He ran it like a marathon, huh
Way dat i been ballin like my hair gone, aye
Stackin money up in fair amts, huh
I be at da top, im at da paramount, ayе
Yea da bag is all i care abt, gotta get it
Cuz my crеw next (crewnecks) i cop a pullover like i jus got a ticket
Keep a stick, rollin stones, yea im rockin wit it
Had to drop a lil paper on da whip like a parking ticket
Snappin on da track like i broke a bone on a train
He thought he was better, i told dat boy he a lame
Rappin fast like im an impala but im not tame
Like a police officer wallet i gotta cop chains (change)
Power ranger bands it comin in different colours
I could neva have beef cuz yall suck like udders
Tryna pick (pic) on me, so i shot him jus like a shutter
Who better than its evident dat there is no other
[Hook:]
I gotta get a bag, gotta get a cheque, gotta run it up
Dat boy he wanted smoke, pull up like a rope, step on him like a butt
He talkin on my name, but dat boy he lame, put him in da dust
Told dat boy to grow a pair, we run up like some stairs, dis choppa gon bust
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