No i$$ue & Hollywood Younging – 777

No i$$ue & Hollywood Younging – 777 Lyrics

Artist: No i$$ue & Hollywood Younging
Song: 777

Yea it’s mandated
Yea I gotta go off b#tch
Yea it’s mandated
Gotta get money b#tch

Yea it’s mandated
f#cking yo b#tch mane
That’s why I ain’t dating
Gotta keep the circle small

Cause n#gg#s love hating
Big body presidential
We pulling up with style
I just made a play today

You see me with a smile
Seen a opp up in the store, pack him out way in the isle
I been making hella plays, shoutout to my n#gg# ?
They be calling me the goat

I swear these n#gg#s sheep
Keep a gun loaded
For any n#gg#s beef
n#gg#s ain’t talking money

So ion wanna speak
n#gg# I’m fully loaded
I’m off 2 ?
Pull up in a big body sss

She hopped up in the whip I’m said damn b#tch is sexy
Hop up in the back and you know shе gone sex me
Aftеr that ion call, ion answer, she gone text me
Damn who produced this mothaf#cka, this sh#t war

?
Baby make it clap baby ?
They know I make it slap when I hop up ?
n#gg# try to short me ima send his #ss to Mars

And if n#gg#s talking brazy he gone meet up with the stars
Told the b#tch to make a wish and then she blew me in the car
She wanna join me in the Back, I act a fool just like I’m Bart
Aye

Told you n#gg# this gunplay
Wrong way, issa one way
She licking her lips, eat on my footlong it’s Subway
The b#tch got on her knees man she look like she gone pray

Quit the yappin, I’m with clapping, leave you stuck on a Sunday
I leave you in the worst way
She gimme all her thoughts like she was doing a survey
(Survey said)

The b#tch was a bum
The p#ss# flapping like it clapping got in all in her tummy
Thank God wasn’t no pastrami
I just pulled up with the homies sh#t is getting scary

Issa big boss but n#gg#s puney like a fairy
Twinkles on u hoes yea I know you see the clarity
n#gg#s tryna post up, bro you know I’m in a hurry
She see me online told a n#gg# come and play

Shawty so fine, ooh she got on some mmm today
Meat between her buns like a burger, no chick fil a
This vlone so leave me lone cause n#gg#s fake
20 bameras in the crib b#tch, my sh#t is straight

Smoking on bake right when I wake then I get the cake
Yea
Put some wokie in my lemonade
And I just dropped a album lemme celebrate

Gang
I just chipped a opp and you know I couldn’t hesitate
I can’t f#ck with n#gg#s cause these n#gg#s they be hella fake
I be really in the cut, scary site, I’m on this everyday

If the p#ss# really mine then I might just let u demonstrate
b#tch
It’s da i$$ue
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From the album:
2020 [Explicit]
Release Year: 2020