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Young T & Bugsey – Home Run Lyrics

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Yeah, yeah

Hmmmm

Hope I’m nothing like my pops when I grow up

Hope they ‘member how they done me when I glow up

Got that GG on me, made me doze off

I had nothin’ in my shop but I didn’t close up

Now I Benz truck, watch your jaw drop

We gon’ skrrt skrrt, don’t care where she end up

We gon’ skrrt skrrt, don’t care where she end up

Team player, rather see you get the home run

Patek on my wrist, I’m looking rich

I hit the blunt two times, had to do a little dirty for the flip

See the top stay down in the summer, G’d up in the fifth

I bought her Gucci, bought her Loui, bought her Prada

‘Cause I wanna see her win, i-in

Put in the back seat, we in the back seat

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Fucking in the back seat

Diamonds on my ears, I’m looking happy

Humble n****, never let it gas me

I’m solid as a rock, they wanna do me nasty

They wanna do me foul, man

Now me and brodie counting up in vial, xans

Ouch man

You would have been the homie we was counting

Hope I’m nothing like my pops when I grow up

Hope they ‘member how they done me when I glow up

Got that GG on me, made me doze off

I had nothin’ in my shop but I didn’t close up

Now I Benz truck, watch your jaw drop

We gon’ skrrt skrrt, don’t care where she end up

We gon’ skrrt skrrt, don’t care where she end up

Team player, rather see you get the home run, yeah

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Pull up when it’s vacant

Whip amazing, scrape it off the basin

We impatient, guns already blazin’

One was blasian, two girls in rotation

Right wrist like a igloo, to do unthinkable

Turn my life into a Mike Amiri interlude

Take her out for shopping, take her out for dinner too

Made a list of all my opps, I’m in a bitter mood

But I’m Benz trucking in Louis shades now

Wagyu beef cutting, I’m at the steakhouse

Turn Hatton Gardens into a playground

Sweet lil’ mama, she tryna take rounds

Struttin’, globe trottin’, I’m with my shawty

Biggest cash cows, look what the chart says

Thirty for a show, you gotta down pay

Yeah I made it but dawg I made it the hard way

Hope I’m nothing like my pops when I grow up

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Hope they ‘member how they done me when I glow up

Got that GG on me, made me doze off

I had nothing in my shop but I didn’t close up

Now I Benz truck, watch your jaw drop

We gon’ skrrt skrrt, don’t care where she end up

We gon’ skrrt skrrt, don’t care where she end up

Team player, rather see you get the home run


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