Fresh Prince Of Utah lyrics

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Never Broke Again


[Intro]
Bow-wow
Hold up, yeah, yeah
Top, Top
Uh, uh

[Chorus]
It's a parade inside my city, yeah
Ass shakin', givin' head
No more county product of the feds
Flag green, the Cutlass red
Now watch, I cut up like Sherhonda, yeah
I'm in this b*tch, who want me dead?
Uh-uh-uh-uh, yeah
Now, b*tch, I'm loaded feelin' myself
Right now, I'm not myself, I'm turnt up, got that iron in here
Yeah, I got it right by my belt
Them n*ggas plan on poppin' him, they know that he don't like them

[Verse 1]
This is a story all about how
A pistol totin' kid named YoungBoy grew up in the Nawf
Whole life in war, he got some money then he moved to Utah
But still ain't stop from the top the mountain, he steppin', knockin' sh*t off, b*tch
Still with the clique, you know for sh*t, we don't switch
I put this ho inside the trunk, she tried to diss Big Dump b*tch, yeah
Four Loko with some Hennessy on drunk sh*t
Spray the whole crowd, don't use my aim so don't try me, I assist
Perc' 30, bro brought Roxies
Bought all the dirty Roxies
My show the week the stock in
Got your b*tch want to know where I been
Parade in my city, plenty murder cases
City players, outside playin'
Hold up, think I see the pill man, I'm finna run out Xans
Uh, you know I like to dance, stop then watch me get it, yeah
Shawty, yeah, this lil' b*tch said, she wanna have my extra leg
Hollow tips stuffed in the head
c*ck it, pop this b*tch, no stoppin'
I'm locked in, I count Ms, I spend about a thousand, yeah
[Chorus]
It's a parade inside my city, yeah
Ass shakin', givin' head
No more county product of the feds
Flag green, the Cutlass red
Now watch, I cut up like Sherhonda, yeah
I'm in this b*tch, who want me dead?
Uh-uh-uh-uh, yeah
Now b*tch, I'm loaded feelin' myself
Right now, I'm not myself, I'm turnt up, got that iron in here
Yeah, I got it right by my belt
Them n*ggas plan on poppin' him, they know that he don't like them

[Verse 2]
You don't wan' f*ck with me, Slimeball sold Calicos
Girl, your plates off UC, we'll bang it out at the county call
Ten just got three hoes, and bottom back from Valero
And FaceTime me on my phone, and let me watch while you take 'em down
Uh, you know I need a rachet b*tch that be on rachet sh*t, with saggy tits, f*ck it
Baggin' b*tches, I don't need them ones, I don't give one f*ck, I'm thuggin'
I love them hoes from out that north, know them hoes out that north, they love me
Look, look, mm-hm-mm-hm (Get down)
n*gga tried to bust
Tried to get my shake back, know I'm rushin'
Tried to get my shake back by my cousin, n*gga
Huh, the f*ck you mean?
Double cup muddy, movin' sluggish
Saw me on Plank Road, me and Buster in the Cutlass, n*gga
[Chorus]
It's a parade inside my city, yeah
Ass shakin', givin' head
No more county product of the feds
Flag green, the Cutlass red
Now watch, I cut up like Sherhonda, yeah
I'm in this b*tch, who want me dead?
Uh-uh-uh-uh, yeah
Now b*tch, I'm loaded feelin' myself
Right now, I'm not myself, I'm turnt up, got that iron in here
Yeah, I got it right by my belt
Them n*ggas plan on poppin' him, they know that he don't like them
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