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letra de nick foles - al taylor

[verse 1: yung pat]
they want delivery, well i got the package
provide consume complete now that’s a f-cking hat trick
never catch me slipping
got my cousin with me
his favorite color blue because he f-cking cripping
my pops was in the kitchen
wasn’t washing dishes
while i was in the room frieza k!lling krillin
at first they said i suck
and i don’t give a f-ck
favorite team milwaukee how i get a buck
growing up they said i ain’t have no worth
everyday i take my -ss to work
8 years old that sh-t had to hurt
working hard ain’t got time to search
never brag cause i earned this sh-t
do this sh-t it so effortless
quit complaining put in work you b-tch (x2)

[verse 2: al]
rap or l!ck money i can never be worthless
bust packs and tracks t–zy baby all purpose
the first time ya girl f-cked me she was nervous
now she twist and dance on the d-ck like a persian

[break]

[verse 3: al]
send bullets while scrambling, thats a full lateral
hit yo mans trying to hit you, know he collateral
the way i touch these beats you can tell that i’m a natural
no b-tch i can’t cuff you, we’re just incompatible
hit the l!ck and disappear, feds say that i’m magical
my team move tactical
get money this factual
i’m hot and yo b-tch flammable
light her like a candle uh
i be in her v-g-n-l
yea i be in her v-g-n-l
like swerve gotta re-steer it
cause this song gone be so hot that my granny might it
everyone up on my block show me love when i’m near it
free my n-gga deon swear they hoed him at his hearing

- al taylor

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