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Neno Calvin - Where ya at (freestyle) lyrics

Look, I woke up with a bad bitch, she pretty and nasty
Pussy sittin pretty i'll go low if she ask me
Got me in my feelings, when I leave they just vanish
When I see the things I want my eyes get filled up with passion
I ain't going to Passions, i'm in Penthouse
Smellin' like a pound, strippers tryna whip my dick out
I'm back on the mollys after shawty told me chill out
Glizzy in the club so la boy you better chill out (aye)
I heard them niggas tryna ride, 30 shots on every Glock them bitches tryna die
I be [?] pimpin, my new hoe so photogenic
Slangin dick to every pretty bitch i'm going in Guinness
I [?] with this shit, fall in love and then forget
How can pussy stay wet when all these ballers in this bitch
Watch your step or get slapped, go retarded in this bitch
Thot niggas me and mac, fuckin' bitches for attention
I pulled up on the Ave, rest in peace to TrillaMel
[?] in this year, free them shottas out them cells
I came up under the realest so I gotta keep it trill
I be trickin' just a lil in LA with [?]


Pull up on yo block with 80 shots we letting go
Niggas I look up to pimped hoes and sold coke
Niggas on dope so some niggas sold both
Feds snatch me up, 3 words ' Ion know '
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Free my brother Ackie yeah the wait is almost over
Seat back buckin' throwing L's for his soulja
Rest in peace Soulja, I'm smoking with La Soulja
I had popped a Xanax 'fore my interview with Revo
Got this nigga hatin', I just pulled up on his bitch
Hoe he call his wife be doing pull ups on the dick
Heart fell in they stomach when I pulled up in that benz
Heart fell in they stomach when I took over the city (Nenola)
Heart fell in they stomach when "Handouts" went triple digits
Niggas in they feelings but really it's bout the business
I had fell back for a minute to be generous
I had fell back for a minute to be generous
Pourin' up a deuce sippin' til i'm off balance
Fuck her from the back til lil mama off balance
That's another niggas problem, so it really don't matter(2x)
Pack just touched down, moon rock roll up
I be geeked up, piff gang roll up
Fuck nigga want beef? Fuck nigga get touched(2x)
I had realized that these niggas thats claiming that
They real guys tell real lies I realized these rap niggas be real job
Stunt hard til my deadline, Free my niggas doing fed time
Straight from out that Nolia, bullets flying ain't no safe side

Who fucking with me in the city? name a nigga (point em out)
I'm on them xans but my youngin off them jiggas (make em jump)
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