Smoove’L – 2020 lyrics

Presenting the 2020 lyrics performed by Smoove’L. Hope you would enjoy the lyrics of the song. Stay tuned in for more.

2020 lyrics

It’s 2020 b—- stay in ya bag
It’s 2020 stay in ya bag n—-
F— you waitin’ for?
Don’t let anyone stop you
N—- nobody!

I put it in this b—-, let me nut with one stroke
It’s hard to be rich and play broke
They be giving me a bikini in a bottle
And fries and a sprite a a side of some deep throat (give me head b—-)
Oh my oh my, she fleek, one of a kind, makeup beat
If you gotta choose between me and someone else, pick them I’ll leave (bye)
It’s 2020 (it’s 2020), I end with the bullshit
I ain’t with the funny money, I got shooters with me movin’ cautious
And you had a chance with me, too bad you lost it
And I don’t need no friendship, no I won’t force it

And I’m with them ootas ootas, gutaboon gutabow
And I don’t wanna pull out, at the same time I don’t want a child
Cause you know how these b—— be, they ain’t playin’ fair, and they playin’ real foul
Don’t got no tolerance, sugar coat s—, b—- you better pipe down
Before I run up your s—

Got on my fit and go takin your flick
And I’m in my zone, you ain’t stopping it
It’s never no action, it’s straight politics
And that was just something to afford a stick, they be throwing and tagging his s—
Watch how I pull up with a pole tucked, you son of a b—-
And I’m really on time, you know
And I really be sliding, I ain’t giving the media no show
This bad little b—- threw the line in, this dumb n—- he dun fell for a little hoe
They can’t believe it, I’m achieving, oh oh oh my God

And I’m with them oota ootas, gutaboon gutabow
And I don’t wanna pull out, at the same time I don’t want a child
Cause you know how these b—— be, they ain’t playin’ fair, and they playin’ real foul
Don’t got no tolerance, sugar coat s—, b—- you better pipe down

And I’m catching mad attention
I’m so hot that my name always trending (mad hot)
I can get in my bag, I be chilling
Barely speak what I’m thinking, they be stealing
Pretty b—-, call her bad to the bone
Publix do em right, while she wrong
She need her a real n—- who gone run down, don’t need bro to him on
And that’s a fact, I got them got them hitta hittas on ya back
I’m with the gang, rolling in the pack, and I put my feelings all up into sacks
And I put my feelings all into traps
And I’m with the squad n—-, what you on?
My brothers gone ride n—- right or wrong
My fashion aggressive while a n—- calm

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