Singer: YFN Lucci
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Song: Sept 7th
YFN Lucci - Sept 7th Subtitles (vtt) (02:17-137-0-en) (PARTIAL PREVIEW)
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WEBVTT
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by RentAnAdviser.com
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Fake ass world, fake ass niggas,
fake ass bitches
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Fuck all you motherfuckers
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Look, uh
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I swear I used to have a heart,
it went ghost on me
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I put my trust in a nigga
and he stole from me
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I said I can’t let no nigga
take my soul from me
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All I need is money, I don't
need no woman, yeah
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You can't save everybody you
gotta pick and choose
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My daddy always tell
me not to be a fool
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My auntie died when she was
young, it left me critical
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Muffin died when she was young,
it left mе miserable
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Was a free agent, now I ball crazy
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Big cuban link, bustdown bracеlets
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Maybe we could fuck,
but that’s all baby
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Married to the money, bitch, I'm taken
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Look, you only got one time to slip up
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You only get one shot, nigga,
what you miss for?
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Nigga making diss songs we out
here hitting their shit up
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That money got too heavy so
I started doing sit-ups
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Look, if it ain't about a bag
I probably won't pick up
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Talkin' bout a bitch I probably
had, I could give two fucks
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She say she tryna be boo'd up,
fuck her then I boot her
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Pockets on Buddha, holy hallelujah
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Look, rollin' like a scooter,
gotta free my main man
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Shawty was a shooter
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Two hundred thousand on the airplane
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I probably should've flew her, private
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How the hell you made it
out the zoo? Grindin’
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6 AM and a nigga in the booth
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