NorthSideBenji – How Much She Needs Me (Audio, Lyrics, Video)

NorthSideBenji - How Much She Needs Me (prod. ELI)

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Northsidebenji How Much She Needs Me
Northsidebenji How Much She Needs Me

NorthSideBenji – How Much She Needs Me (prod. ELI)

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Lyrics

[Intro]
(ELI, ELI, ELI, ELI)

[Chorus]
Me, I’ve been duckin’ the law for my whole life, had a dream that the fed’s got me
My nigga sell you a block for the whole price, tryna scheme, it’s a dead body
I’m on the streets and I’m duckin’ the road lights, I just think it’s a fear probably
I’m in the streets and I’m duckin’ the low-lifes, you see me and we red-dot ’em
They say me and my twin, we identical
Got these Cartier frames for the better view
I just tear down the bread on the decimals
We don’t play ’round, we spray rounds and package it
I got this bitch back in the car and she tellin’ me how much she need me
I sold the piff and the crack out the car, mama tellin’ me how much she need me

[Verse]
We got the stick in the back of the car when we runnin’ this shit up in Neiman’s
I brought the racks in D.R., got all of these broads runnin’ around in bikinis
I told you this shit extravagant, this shit immaculate, now you believe me
I told you before you packin’ it, my nigga packin’ it, now you believe me
I’m tryna get my lil’ bro out the traphouse, told me I can forget it
I had to turn my new home to a crackhouse, I could never forget it
I’m in the mall, I ain’t answerin’ calls
I’m just drippin’ in brand-new baguettes
Couple racks on the fit, nothin’ less, huh
And if I ever change, I did for the better
He got a stick
He let it whip, but you niggas that both got a Glock with a dick
Perculated, she off of the shit
On her knees and she coughin’
That means she don’t do this often
I got a new bitch and she live a boss, no cap, no flodgin’
I been hearin’ ’em callin’
See, I just been dodgin’ the hits from the devil
I’m not hear to bargain, I’m tryna take it to another level
Shooters in the garden, ballin’ on ’em like it’s Spalding or some’
Ain’t into the talkin’, my lil’ niggas go the hardest, yeah

[Chorus]
Me, I’ve been duckin’ the law for my whole life, had a dream that the fed’s got me
My nigga sell you a block for the whole price, tryna scheme, it’s a dead body
I’m on the streets and I’m duckin’ the road lights, I just think it’s a fear probably
I’m in the streets and I’m duckin’ the low-lifes, you see me and we red-dot ’em
They say me and my twin, we identical
Got these Cartier frames for the better view
I just tear down the bread on the decimals
We don’t play ’round, we spray rounds and package it
I got this bitch back in the car and she tellin’ me how much she need me
I sold the piff and the crack out the car, mama tellin’ me how much she need me

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