Yung Booke – Can’t Complain

Yung Booke – Can’t Complain Lyrics

Artist: Yung Booke
Song: Can’t Complain

I can’t complain
No no {?}
{?} again
I’m bleeding like i busted one of my motherf#cking vaines

But i can’t complain
Man you n#gg#s know my m.o
Make my b#tches walk in red bottoms {?}
{?} on it

I can bairly breathe with all these bad hoes around me
Got the top spot, i {?}
{?} rerock
Ain’t gotta {?}

Put that on {?}
I’m sippin {?}
Stuffing mollys down this b#tch throat
{?} lobby, i’m extra tired

I’m stretching these racks, {?} these packs, {?} my exersize
My b#tch bad, your b#tch sad, she won’t catch my eye
{?} but i’m extra fly
I’m surfing on clouds

{?} n#gg#s tryna clone my style
I can’t complain
No no {?}
{?} again

I’m bleeding like i busted one of my motherf#cking vaines
But i can’t complain
Man you n#gg#s know my m.o
Make my b#tches walk in red bottoms {?}

{?} on it
I can bairly breathe with all thеse bad hoes around me
I can bairly brеathe
{?} drippin down my knees

Water drippin down my sleeve
{?} cooking like chef boyardee
{?} station
Not coming through on no tough sh#t

Not coming through on no mugg sh#t
I’m coming through on that rough sh#t
I don’t talk to no police
{?} run with, they’re creatures

Double cup the same color easter
She only sucked my dick {?}, you could say {?}
I can’t complain
No no {?}

{?} again
I’m bleeding like i busted one of my motherf#cking vaines
But i can’t complain
Man you n#gg#s know my m.o

Make my b#tches walk in red bottoms {?}
{?} on it
I can bairly breathe with all these bad hoes around me
A n#gg# know my m.o

{?} 6 0
I really kept this sh#t low
Overnight {?}
If you don’t know how that go

You might wanna ask your ho
I really count up big dough
{?} if you didn’t know
Big flavor, i pop flavor

In the kitchen, i whip cookies
Cookie cookies, you ain’t know
Overnight flights
Something you lil n#gg#s {?}

Know about, it’s peewee n#gg#
Longway, hd in these streets
Got 60 n#gg#s that move on my command
Only make big moves on demand

{?} i ain’t playing
Time to run a check up, i ain’t playing
You know my m.o., no complaining
{?} sippin on drank

I’m just cool and sippin on drank
I can’t complain
No no {?}
{?} again

I’m bleeding like i busted one of my motherf#cking vaines
But i can’t complain
Man you n#gg#s know my m.o
Make my b#tches walk in red bottoms {?}

{?} on it
I can bairly breathe with all these bad hoes around me
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Yung Booke Lyrics – Can’t Complain

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From the album:
Fly Therapy [Explicit]
Release Year: 2012