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Shordie Shordie & Murda Beatz – Bigger In Texas Lyrics

Shordie Shordie & Murda Beatz – Bigger In Texas ( Lyrics)
As an New Yorker that’s in Baltimore right now
You know my only exposure to Baltimore was The Wire, thank you sir
Crisean Rock and Shordie Shordie

See you, pullin’ up, drop top with a baddie, it should be you
I done been around the world
But I ain’t ever been around a bitch that ain’t call me back yet
Don’t wanna hold my hand lap
Bro should’ve let me stand there
She’ll never act up, playin’ fair
Backyard with the hoes, gettin’ wet
Scat pack with poles in the back, uh
You send the add and I slide
Hold on to it, two hands, I drive

Ooh, baby, let me see you
Pullin’ up, drop top with a baddie, it should be you
I done been around the world, but, baby I ain’t seen you
Just us, you know we vibin’
Tell her “Don’t stop”, hop out, keep drivin’
Sayin’ she ain’t goin’ nowhere, she my bitch

Got that jada, she gon’ come and set this bitch off
Grab it if I don’t, I want you let this bitch off
She don’t want no drama, I wanna let this bitch off
Bitches ain’t on shit, I should have cut this bitch off
I’m with a new one, she don’t want nobody, it’s a twosome
Lookin’ at my bitch, act like you knew her
Pull that switchy out, now he like “Who? Huh?”
You let me hit it, I want backshots after backshots, get a rebound
Too close, let the MAC out, you can see now
Chase him, never let up, he with me now
Tell a nigga, drop me off

Ooh, baby, let me see you
Pullin’ up, drop top with a baddie, it should be you
I done been around the world, but, baby I ain’t seen you
Just us, you know we vibin’
Tell her “Don’t stop”, hop out, keep drivin’
Sayin’ she ain’t goin’ nowhere, she my bitch

Woah, ayy-yeah, ayy-yeah
Woah, ayy-yeah, ayy-yeah

Ooh, baby, let me see you
Pullin’ up, drop top with a baddie, it should be you
I done been around the world, but, baby I ain’t seen you
Just us, you know we vibin’
Tell her “Don’t stop”, hop out, keep drivin’
Sayin’ she ain’t goin’ nowhere, she my bi

Gotta say, she ain’t goin’ nowhere, she’s my bitch
Pullin’ up, drop top with a baddie, it should
‘Cause I done been around the world
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Shordie Shordie & Murda Beatz – A Lot Of Miles Lyrics

Shordie Shordie & Murda Beatz – A Lot Of Miles ( Lyrics) Letra Shordie Shordie Shordie Shordie & Murda Beatz – A Lot Of Miles ( Lyrics)
Murda on the beat so it’s not nice

You never call my phone everyday
Singing you sung my song everyday
On my way to you today
Wanna know the E.T.A?
Like, what we doing here? I got the keys, drag
Gotta keep it tuck be with me, bag
Wanna ride with you, like, come with me, gone
Tell me what you did, you gotta see

‘Cause I’ve been driving miles for some hours
If you ever get with my bitch, then she ours
Bro, like, please don’t come around here sending showers
Tryna get you outta my head
Lately I been posted, I’ve been wanting my bread
Fucking, prolly tryna get you out of my head
Play that shit again, you ain’t hear the shit I said, mm
Like you ain’t hear the shit that I said

Fuck around, we getting even, I’m prolly wrong
Go ahead and don’t believe it, I want you gone
Line got you riding leading, they play a song
Like, you ain’t hear the shit he heard
Get you cut like ain’t no what? You should’ve put on reverb
Have lil’ brother hop out on you, now you hit off me
Pick her up, don’t drop her off, now you don’t never see her
If she mine, it’s probably something that you never see

‘Cause I’ve been driving miles for some hours
If you ever get with my bitch, then she ours
Bro, like, please don’t come around here sending showers
Tryna get you outta my head
Lately I been posted, I’ve been wanting my bread
Fucking, prolly tryna get you out of my head
Play that shit again, you ain’t hear the shit I said, mm
Like you ain’t hear the shit that I said

Yeah
Woah, ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy-ayy
Woah, ayy-ayy
I’ve been driving miles for some hours
If you ever get with my bitch, then she ours
Bro, like, please don’t come around here sending showers
Tryna get you outta my head
Lately I been posted, I’ve been wanting my bread
Fucking, prolly tryna get you out of my head
Play that shit again, you ain’t hear the shit I said
Like you ain’t hear the shit that I said
Like you ain’t hear the shit that I said
Like you ain’t hear the shit that I said
Like you ain’t hear the shit that I said
Like you ain’t hear the shit that I said
Like you ain’t hear the shit that I said
Uh, like you ain’t hear the shit that I said
Like you ain’t hear the shit that I said
Like you ain’t hear the shit that I said
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Shordie Shordie & Murda Beatz – On You Lyrics

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See I got a bad bitch
She got a habit
I’m bout to hit hit
Jump of the whip whip
Shit gone get tragic

How you gone fall
Make a nigga hold that
Bro jumping out like uh, uh, uh
Body dropping like uh, uh, uh
Walking off like uh, uh, uh

I been on you
You can’t tell me that shit don’t make no uh
Come around bitch don’t show no love
Like look what I did uh
Wanna come to my crib uh
Probably swallow my kids uh
Shoulda let me crack
Wanna give me neck right on the front of my bed

I been on you
You can’t tell me that shit don’t make no uh
Come around bitch don’t show no love
Like look what I did uh
Wanna come to my crib uh
Probably swallow my kids uh
Shoulda let me crack
Wanna give me neck right on the front of my bed uh

Let me have your baby and
Spin around got you catering
Lemme be your superman
Flying through looking like new sedan
Or you can just uber me
Coming by looking like scuba steve
Jumping in that water like bitch better have that wet
Or she looking at loosing me

Ride with a nigga like me and Murda
Niggas that I’ve never seen or heard of
Tryna tell me shit that ain’t bout no cash
What a nigga want beef or muder?

Like I really want 100s on top of my 50s
Baby like suck on my titties
Better not touch my cup
Make a bitch go out
Can you give me my shit please?

I been on you
You can’t tell me that shit don’t make no uh
Come around bitch don’t show no love
Like look what I did uh
Wanna come to my crib uh
Probably swallow my kids uh
Shoulda let me crack
Wanna give me neck right on the front of my bed

I been on you
You can’t tell me that shit don’t make no uh
Come around bitch don’t show no love
Like look what I did uh
Wanna come to my crib uh
Probably swallow my kids uh
Shoulda let me crack
Wanna give me neck right on the front of my bed

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Shordie Shordie – Compliment Lyrics

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Shordie Shordie – Fallen Angels Lyrics

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Shordie Shordie – Leave

Shordie Shordie – Leave Lyrics
Leave Lyrics, Letra:

Verse
Walk in, you seem to do it the best
That nigga don’t help you do too much
You seem to do the rest
And that nigga don’t know you meet with me, then leave with him Always around, you leased to him
Try to sell my dreams to him
I’m better than rx, she say it with all her chest
I’m fucking her good, she fucking me good, I’m looking at our mess
She said it’s not mine, I can fuck it one time, I’m looking at all of her less
Like that’s not enough, my life is rough, girl grab your stuff

Chorus
When you leave
Don’t say I’m better at all
I never met her at all
Don’t try to take what’s mine and lеave
Watching as time go by
I thought that you werе mine
Back to the trap when you leave

Verse 2
Lost files, for a chapter that never mattered
A picture with other niggas
A bitch smiling getting laughter
Don’t know what he doing with it
A kid knowing never date
He broke so it’s I won’t say it Like fuck it, you gotta wait
For a baggage claim, he a average lame
Like what the fuck you doing trying to pass through lanes
I kiss it, Chinese man, like youngin’ that’s that ass lo mein District, when you come and cop it you can’t ask for change, aye
Most hated, I hop in no gate it
I got love for the three, I play with the raiders
You love what you see, so do me a favor
Like can I get some pussy before you tell me what you doing
Chorus
When you leave
Don’t say I’m better at all
I never met her at all
Don’t try to take what’s mine and leave
Watching as time go by
I thought that you were mine
Back to the trap when you leave

Post-Chorus
Woah, aye aye aye aye aye
Woah, aye aye aye aye aye, Leave
Don’t say im better at all
I never met her at all
Don’t try and take what’s mine and leave
Watching as time go by
I thought that you was mine
Back to the trap when you leave
That part
Back to the trap when you leave

Outro
Aye, why would you leave?
When you leave, take that shit, pick that shit up And go ahead and uh yea.. uh yea
And all that!
What he say?
Fuck them and all that!
It ain’t no body specific g
It’s just fuck the niggas that’s fuck us And you know how we coming
You like how she sing?
What he say?
That was hard.. I’m outta here