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letra de mama's couch - a-wax

[hook: a-wax]
i shot my silencer so much that now the choppers loud
they won’t come in and talk it out they know what i’m about
i got so good at selling dope i made my mama proud
kilo of dope between the cushions of my mama couch

i shot my silencer so much that now the choppers loud
they won’t come in and talk it out they know what i’m about
i got so good at selling dope i made my mama proud
kilo of dope between the cushions of my mama couch

[verse 1: gmebe bandz]
i wrap em up and ship it out
i pack em up and ship it out
i f-ck around shoot at your spouse
i’ll send them k!llers to your house
these rappers be lyin i swear to god
i live the shit i’m talkin about
never believe in word of mouth
i had a brick inside my mama couch
we took a few losses on 87th
my brother got a hundred years
i get on my knees and pray up to heaven
swear i cried a hundred tears
we slid on the streets with that mac 11
aim for the brain right above the ear
switch up the style on every record
got to go in just to make it clear
i’m going in just to make it clear
all of my shine like a chandelier
used to move packs of the britney spears
off in the city by navy pier
nothing but k!llers and robbers here
you might lose your mama or daughter here
might do a hit with my engineer
used to sell crack just to persevere, i did

[verse 2: a-wax]
mama couch was a floral one
had to wait around til maury done
couldn’t tell her “mama move for me”
she was sitting on all four of em
too much dope to hear boys coming
and then flush it down the porcelain
put a slug in your boy’s stomach
tool don’t even make no noise or nothing
silence you with that silencer
tired of you and you side with them
preacher man had prada on
at the funeral reading bible hymns

[verse 3: gmebe bandz]
at the church reading bible hymns
granny like what got into him
lord forgive me for all my sins
i commit but now i repent
had to go hop in the benz
and then i go jump in the rover
i pour up a pint of the red
the fanta have me fallin ova
the fan on tinder with the closure
i just popped a blue motorola
i fell in love with baking soda
my whole we team taking over

[verse 4: gmebe bandz]
about to throw on a ski mask
got the shooters like steve nash
we going to slide through your re-p-ss
while you’re b-tch on my d-ck tell her relax
hit her quick like a speed bag
i ain’t even going to lie
been times in my life where i ain’t think twice
got to take that chance
either move these grams or pick up a mic
like the boy friend white
i’m the king of the shit i ain’t even gotta write
i’ve been up all night
cup full of that sprite i ain’t taking shit light
out of mind out of sight
we catch him and traffic knock out his lights
know we move with them pipes
every day life a gamble i’m shootin on sight

- a wax

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