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letra de lame - 03 greedo

[intro: 03 greedo]
i can’t
you lame
you lame
you lame

[chorus: 03 greedo]
i can’t love no b-tch
i can’t (i can’t)
i can’t (i can’t)
cuz i can’t trust no b-tch
i can’t (i can’t)
i can’t (i can’t)
but you the type to trust that b-tch
you lame (you lame)
you lame (you lame)
cuz you the type to love that b-tch
you lame (you lame)
you lame (you lame)

[verse 1: 03 greedo]
uh
lil’ lame n-gga, linkin’ for the fame n-gga
say, this b-tch that done f-cked the whole gang
if you play you a [?]
keep that yay’ in my beanie
lovin’ her is dumb
trappin’, bussin’ plays out the heenie
projects full of hotties, looks can be deceivin’
if you got a problem, guaranteed they grab the heaters
that’s why i can’t trust them
why would i f-ck them?
pillow-talkin’, start off with a question when you dumb-drunk
so, i be on that stay-up, i can’t f-ckin’ lay-up
gangster before i’m a player
move slow, these hoes’ll play ya
never give a b-tch paper, learned that from my n-gga razer
mafia just like italians
hostages to get my weight up
[chorus: 03 greedo]
i can’t love no b-tch
i can’t (i can’t)
i can’t (i can’t)
cuz i can’t trust no b-tch
i can’t (i can’t)
i can’t (i can’t)
but you the type to trust that b-tch
you lame (you lame)
you lame (you lame)
cuz you the type to love that b-tch
you lame (you lame)
you lame (you lame)

[verse 2: who kid woody]
see, you the type of n-gga to cut that b-tch off [?]
i give her good d-ck, it got her payin’ for the p-n-s
purple rag like barnie, wrapped around [?]
she said she wanna chill with us, b-tch, you gotta give me neck
[?] road, that’s the set
[?] leave you whacked
i ain’t never been a pimp, but got your b-tch givin’ me a check
i got the keys to the house, i’m there when she put you out
you a lame, when she get mad she make you sleep up on the couch
i beat that p-ssy, then i’m out but leave that nut up in her mouth
b-tch, i’m cold like a fridge, ain’t no way to thaw me out
you used to f-ckin’ with them lames, so i smack you in your mouth
use your head, get some bread
no f-ckin’ with open hands
[chorus: 03 greedo]
i can’t love no b-tch
i can’t (i can’t)
i can’t (i can’t)
cuz i can’t trust no b-tch
i can’t (i can’t)
i can’t (i can’t)
but you the type to trust that b-tch
you lame (you lame)
you lame (you lame)
cuz you the type to love that b-tch
you lame (you lame)
you lame (you lame)

- 03 greedo

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