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letra de jumper cables - a.dd+

[hook]
wait till i get my money right, and i’m on
i’ma get that caddy runnin’ right, b-tch i’m gone
livin’ good, it ain’t nothin’ better, nothin’ better
livin’ good, it ain’t nothin’ better, nothin’ better

[verse 1: paris pershun]
ain’t got no job
see what this felony did to a n-gga, life is hard
get my -ss up off my momma’ couch and then hop in my car
my fender wrecked, but still i drive it like it’s flawless
catch me fl!ckin’ often runnin’ low on gas, put a damper on my plans
still i’m bench pressing my pen, we bout to raise the bar
truthfully, i don’t know why yo b-tch wanna f-ck me
i guess it’s ’cause she thinkin’ i’m a star, but i’m not

[verse 2: slim gravy]
we just two po’ boys in a caddy
bout to ride that thing there ragged
ain’t no air and the bumper draggin’
engine barely runnin’, fabric hudded
tags out, rear view and the tail light busted
really, i need some cash now then i’ma be ridin’ clean

[hook]
i got this money in my pocket, and i ain’t tryna lose it
nothing lasts forever, for now it’s like whatever
get some gas and i’m takin off, takin’ off
i’ma get some gas and i’m takin’ off, takin’ off

[verse 3: tunk]
brain gang tunk, represent, represent
the highest scoring n-gga off the bench ’bout to rip
comin’ with amazing flavor, taste it like you craig and day day
yeah i’m a trip, but i don’t have the bread to vaycay
gas tank on “e” but still proceed to push this presidential
stick to the fundamentals, you see my funds are little
this all i can give you, a little bit of me
a little a.dd+ and picnic instrumentals
i do my thang, no m-st-rbation
playa, playa please don’t playa hate
go play the station, no car but i’m in ya lady
her name mercedes, put the benz on my jumper cables
and got it crankin’

(hook)
i got this money in my pocket, and i ain’t tryna lose it
nothing lasts forever, for now it’s like whatever
get some gas and i’m takin off, takin’ off
i’ma get some gas and i’m takin’ off, takin’ off

[verse 4: slim gravy]
don’t give a f-ck shawty, sittin’ on both sides
n-gga signals, gotta get it b-tch it’s “go” time

[paris pershun]
you can roll with me, f-ck around we both drive
she hangin’ out the window straight do it like a stripper, now gon’

[tunk]
take it off, b-tch, bend over let me see it
if you lookin’ for a trill type n-gga let me be it
got the cadillac de-ville parked outside
it ain’t enough room to fit them guls in my ride
on some work-somethin’, twerk-somethin’ basis
on some work-somethin’, twerk-somethin’ basis
we on a work-somethin, twerk-somethin’ basis
got my money right, pocket full of big faces

- a dd

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