Section Boyz - Come Again lyrics

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Section Boyz - Come Again lyrics

[VERSE1-Swift] Dem man hating Different brucky i oot man blatant Different ucky i left her faces Different countries boomed these Jamaicans Kentucky i drew at mans canepit Her ucky was sick and i rate it Shots burn n***a swerve like matrix Free T i ain't seen him in ages Team Squeeze my team n***a rate dis Monkey with the ucky on a ape ting The cops on man are time wasting Squeeze Section Boy Band Entertainment Free my brothers in cages The good guys dont rate them Mike with the sword like Jason 4 4s going at those like satan [VERSE2-Sleeks] Had p's and i spent it Played with teeth like a dentist See young sleeks my apprentice He made O2 trips in Kentish My clothes Amnesia scented I got doe but i keep on spending Talkin bout you move O's u pretending Still stacking that green like benches Roll round tryna get p's won't cah My feet up till im on ten bricks Been on a beamer but is rented My phone pops coz i sent out texes Free Rocks coz hes doing hes sentence f** feds tryna lock my breadrins Ain't tryna have marche ain't stressing So im in the ends tryna get that bread in [VERSE3-Deepee] They, love the way that im coming in I stepped in suade i ain't running in I still get paid like f** a friend And if they hating i ain't hating i dont f** with them I got mates in the road but a couple friends You'll get baked in the road if you trouble them Nuff hate for the hoes i ain't cuffed with them No way won't trouble them Been through nuff of them Still know some of them Won't clog none of them Moves i've run in them Cheese been pluggin them Squeeze too won't throw man one of them Be rude imma tell man Come Again [VERSE4-Littlez] But they thinking about i've been there when i done that Now i'm tryna get hundreds, thousands Tryna find where them funds at Been slinging off from way back Most these n***as weren't on that What they know bout grind? Ain't switched of the line Cats begging man come back Its been real i was trapped in a jail Now im trapped in a trap 3,6 O's in a rucksack Cutting down green like a LumberJack Put them white packs like tick tacks Now reffering with the work Run throught that Now i got a peng ting blowing on me When im laid back blowing my ganja pack [VERSE5-Knine] Hands in the water hoping i'll wash my sins away Shotty hand from my hip to my feet That pump all cleared away Wanna see sunshine? My way round here the skies are gray Put bands out fast And i see them gone at the same paste You ain't lived life hard Wanna go through my bad days? I'll net a C size Rocking C's on my bare face Them shots start booming Making n***as think is a earthquake From my bros and my cuz Then i swear i'll make that your worst day [VERSE6-ReekoSqueeze] Been involved in the smoke coz i had to Thats your own move but i never backed you You got homies so i never grabbed you Long nose sneeze on my darg like ATCHOO She's a hoe, She's a chick, She got round 2 And she's s**ing my dick like a vacum And she's s**ing her clit how can you That's suttin on the stick that'll tan you Been involved in the grind till my phone ring Plastic bags when i had no cling Involved in the crime with no bricks They out in the fields with no sticks Got dark in the house with no lids Out here in the junk with my phone ring No darg's still giving out my phone ring