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letra de packed powder - al.divino & estee nack

[skit]
man, we were making all this money
yeah all the hoes like this
yeah, buy the teachers too so i won’t have to go to school no more
tease people too
yeah, make them my friend, then i’ll tease them with the money
they’ll be my friends more often also
yeah, we can have all of this, we can be rich
we’ll be going around teasin’ women and stuff
yeah, sellin’ candy, gettin’ money
just sellin’ candy, gettin’ money, makin’ the greenbacks

[intro: estee nack]
yeah (word is bond though)
nack nuggets (the nack nugget chill)
al.divino (look at al.divino)
sip the fine wine, you know? (like the wind blow)
blurried pages on the canvas (straight fire in this b-tch)
packed power
yo, son

[verse 1: estee nack & al.divino]
nack, divino, wrappin’ a black chuchito (word)
cr-ppin’ out at the casino (yeah), sippin’ pinot
splittin’ c-notes regular, spittin’ deep quotes (that deep sh-t)
ridin’ on a black helicopter and twisted speedboats (oh)
some weed smoke, high-end crystal
fire pistol, gettin’ fly, that’s a dyin’ issue (word), the devils’ll rise against you (devils)
ayo, sh-t is gettin’ realer than ever spoken (for real)
reasonal, we forever smokin’ potent and get it soapin’ like a satuday night
henny hoes in the back, atrocious
k!ll the p-ssy and leave the casket open (word)
the chosen, thirty-two below and you’re frozen (freeze)
shorty pose in primal natures and the d-ck i’m exposin’
fly caper did of composin’ (puttin’ it together)
children out in the ghetto, born out the negative elements that are frozen
yo, check the flavors (yeah)
my team come through like lightshows and lasers with rifles and razors (bloaw)
renegade and self the savior
inherit brave and we’re revealin’ with five-percent behavior (peace, what’s poppin’?)
medina, see the favor for a favor (word, ayo)
runnin’ up major on pocket numbers like cellphone and pagers, yeah (yo)
[verse 2: al.divino]
always money or hunnids are in my tact, uh
vintage loewe rugby with the cookie-crest patch (yeah)
girl scout cookie in the raw cone
handle of the .45 break your jaw bone (motherf-cker)
packed power, hustle ’til my last hours
i see the future (yeah), that’s ours
blast cowards for treason, four seasons, sippin’ rémy leanin’
new year’s eve every weekend
seven-figure meetings, no corporate entities intervenin’ (word)
independent, but we eatin’, blue cheese reekin’
money machine cl!ckin’, triple beam weighin’
always up, never sleepin’
wide awake, lucid-dreamin’ of luxury
none of you cybersp-ce rappers can f-ck with me
pop wheelies down the sidewalk like rico
uncomparable quality, every quote’s a kilo

[outro: al.divino]
what’s poppin’?

- al divino estee nack

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