Spike Lee Lyrics – Yung Princey

Spike Lee Lyrics by Yung Princey

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Burr
It’s like that n#gg#

I know what chu thought it was
This ain’t that though
I got bands tucked away
Just in case she act up

You don’t cook
You don’t clean shut the f#ck up
Im her favorite in this b#tch
Top player wit this sh#t

Whole team upgraded from hittin Licks
I just jump in my bag when I Wanna run it up
I can flip sh#t fast that’s how I Came up
And I’m the Top spot shawty

Can’t nobody stop me
Nobody f#ckin wit me
Nah, I ain’t no runner up
I can manifest anything I want

I can flip the f#ckin switch
And get it poppin when I want
And I had to stop chain blunts
Cuz the weed don’t take the pain Away anymore

Don’t hit chu hit my dm Boutta a Verse
Unless you talkin bands lil boy
You know what I’m on it for
Yeah I been pretty laid back so far

But If pull the trigger you gon join The beloved
Shake that #ss
Drop it low for a thug
I bossed all my n#gg#s up

So Who’s really the plug
And I did it
Over and over again
So b#tch this ain’t luck

It’s giving what it’s supposеd to Give
I might eat cha pusssy wit my vvs’s On b#tch
Back on my late night Yung Princеy sh#t
I hit his b#tch when she put her Kids to bed

Everytime she came around
She was a p#rnstar
Uh
She dress her n#gg#

Just like me
I might shoot a movie in this b#tch Like I’m spike lee
Keep ya mouth closed you might Learn something from me
Uh

She dress her n#gg#
Just like me
I might shoot a movie in this b#tch Like I’m spike lee
Keep ya mouth closed you might Learn something from me

Better keep a gun p#ss# n#gg#s run From me
Aye
I can keep a pole around this b#tch
I go stupid

And I ain’t showing love lil Baby
I ain’t Cupid
These b#tches gotta pay a little Money or they useless
I like the Louie shirt or I could Rather do the Gucci

This rolley made for me
b#tch I’m feeling like I’m Lucci
If b#tches ain’t hoe’in hoe
But lil b#tch boosting

Yo brother ain’t sick why the f#ck You tryna juice him
Hell cat super charged I’m Probably finna boost it
You say you got a gun?
But you ain’t finna use it

You ain’t wit the sh#t
n#gg# You ain’t even shootin
And this the winning team
I ain’t really tryna lose it

You think I ain’t strapped?
p#ss# n#gg# you a doofus
She dress her n#gg#
Just like me

I might shoot a movie in this b#tch Like I’m spike lee
Keep ya mouth closed you might Learn something from me
She dress her n#gg#
Just like me

I might shoot a movie in this b#tch Like I’m spike lee
Keep ya mouth closed you might Learn something from me
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Yung Princey Lyrics – Spike Lee

Yung Princey

Spike Lee