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Catch Him

YoungBoy Never Broke Again

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Catch Him

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Look, look, this a dipperHold up, hold up, this Top babyHold up, we be spinner's, whole 4KTrey(Playboy on this bitch but he ain't playing though)Gangster shit, gangster shitdon't come 'round you ain't gangster bitchCatch a opp, we gon' paint the bitchswervin' back to back, SRTPut that pussy on a tee (Baow, baow, baow baow)Leave that pussy in the streetstandin' 'round 'em be a crowdI need that shit that make me popI need that shit that make me wopI need that shit that make me get straight out my top (Yeah)I'm in this bitch, she cut up, wopdon't make no sense before the bopIt's Bella Noche's for the night, I told her hold her headIf you come through once you gеt doneI beat that pussy up (Oh, oh)Ain't fuckin' with your ass tonightif you been drinkin' girl (Oh, oh)I keep that blick onside my waist and I totе knives in jailGot music playin' and I got all these hoes up in here(Bop, bop bop)I got shorty bouncin' ass for YoungBoy(bomp, bomp, bomp, bomp)I got shorty throwin' that ass on my squad(bomp, bomp, bomp, bomp)Plenty money in this bitch, I got the rod(bomp, bomp, bomp, bomp)He think he him, then we gon' sendhis ass to God (Oh, oh, oh)And we gon' — Baow (bomp, bomp, bomp, bomp)We gon' jig all nightwe gon' party all night (bomp, bomp, bomp, bomp)Gon' get loaded all night, gon' be drinkin' all nightLook, she wan' pop that pussy for meshe want me to eat her coochieShe want ride up in my Lamboshe don't want to have to roof in itPussy ass nigga, all that lookin' like I just won't shoot itHuh, huh, huh, huh pussy boy, baow, baowThirty stick, I'm totin' it in the crowdthat my youngin' goin' dumbPistol P make you twitch, BabyJoe make sure you doneAll these guns 'round this bitch, all I know is redrumAll this money around this bitchI just know to buy me somethin'We'll shoot that stick at you and your cliqueNigga, motherfuck 'bout where you fromNigga, I'm with 6 and I'm out that Northyou know exactly how I comeBullets flyin' back to back, bang bang, knock you somethin'Make sure you hit 'em in his hat, baow baow, that's a domeGangster shit, gangster shitdon't come 'round you ain't gangster bitchCatch a opp, we gon' paint the bitchswervin' back to back, SRTPut that pussy on a tee (Baow, baow, baow baow)Leave that pussy in the streetstandin' 'round 'em be a crowdI got shorty bouncin' ass for YoungBoy(bomp, bomp, bomp, bomp)I got shorty throwin' that ass on my squad(bomp, bomp, bomp, bomp)Plenty money in this bitch, I got the rod(bomp, bomp, bomp, bomp)He think he him, then we gon' send his ass to God

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