Correction Lyrics Don’t Even Bother by Baby Smoove

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Yeah, Veeze in this b*t*h
Goin' and goin'
Goin' and goin'

I pray all of my n***as get to millions of dollars (Yeah)
Chrome Hearts jeans, Moncler coat cost an Impala (Slatt)
How dare this rap n***a talk tough? He know I'm his father
These n***as rap verses GTA, I don't even bother (Yeah)
These b*t*hes askin' for a buck, damn, I don't even bother (Yeah)
He wanna fight for a pint, n***a, don't even bother (f**k)
I scammed how much your verse cost, don't even bother
Heard the opps need a hearse, sh*t, they shouldn't evеn bother (Yeah)

Throw that pu**y in a lake, lеt him swim with the fishes (Yeah)
When he dead, I'll be first to put my d**k on his Mrs. (Yeah)
Bob and weave like Mike Tyson when she tryna give kisses (Weave)
My b*t*h pu**y so damn bald, thought it was make-a-wish (Wish)
Pullin' up to link my Philly b*t*h at seven, six (Who?)
f**k, I mean seven o' six
Well like a 76'er
Free all my n***as down that road staring at them bricks (Bricks)
Shoutout to every real n***a who ain't never switch (Yeah, slatt)

I pray all of my n***as get to millions of dollars (Yeah, slatt)
Chrome Hearts jeans, Moncler coat cost an impala (Slatt, slatt, slatt)
How dare this rap n***a talk tough? He know I'm his father
These n***as rap verses GTA, I don't even bother (Yeah)
These b*t*hes askin' for a buck, damn, I don't even bother (Yeah)
He wanna fight for a pint, n***a, don't even bother (f**k)
I scammed how much your verse cost, don't even bother
Heard the opps need a hearse, sh*t, they shouldn't even bother (Yeah)

Throw that work in the water, it get hard when you twist it (Sheesh)
Lil' bro asked for my gun, told him bring it back empty
I ain't never had a pit, I be doggin' these b*t*hes (Yeah)
Where I'm from, n***as killing over Cartier lenses (Hmm-mm)
My doctor still prescribing when I don't got the symptoms
It's enough to feed a village in the stash of the rental (Brr, ooh)
I got enough to buy a house, you see I poke out my dental (Brr, ooh)
The Lord done blessed me with a lot, but every night I be sinnin' (Thank God)

I'm doing eighty in the twenty-five, I'm just having fun
I seen the police, hit a U-turn, you know I'ma run
I'ma f**k her once and I promise she gon' buy me guns
n***a, I looked up to Blade Icewood, not Tommy Buns
Twelve hundred dollars for Amiris with the colors in them
I told her, if her friends just like her, then we f**king with them
You the type of n***a pay for friends, I don't f**k with n***as
I'm the type to take a trip to Paris for the shopping district

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