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letra de beautiful or bust - alexander spit

[hook]
my man scooped me in the hooptie
bust to the movement
this is what we got to do g

[verse 1]
baby, third blunt in and we gon puff again
already filipino but my eyes be gettin’ thinner
baby give me fever, this is influenza
she gon leave in august i’ll be haunted through that winter
she gon be that july, i’ll always remember
blues for the kids and the harmony korines ya
i hit the homie with a text ’round nine
sayin’ lets get lost in the city and we’ll see what we can find

so for tonight ya we switch gears
headed at glory i’ll holla at you when i get near, holla
it’s music full of muscle and that soundtrack’s
the city as we cruise it’s on shuffle they my theme songs
so to that drum break i dream on and lean on it
high off that blunt haze we cruisin’ through that scene on it
my darkest hour i just flashed my high beams on it
g-ssin’ to the finish til the dash is flashin’ e on it

[hook]

[verse 2]
so i been thinkin’ bout that one that got away
but i forget when my new lady want to stay
all she texted me was i’m on my way
as i’m flirting with her girlfriend that’s ready to betray
ohh swear that i’m so blown
ohh but you already know
ohh so baby lets get gone
baby you can find my heart for me when we get home

but for tonight yeah we mobbing slow
i’m out of high but every red light still on the go
i got that heater on, but got them windows down
so it feel like cali whenever i’m cruising into town
i hope your local pigs can’t see through that tint baby
and if they can they never knowing where we been baby
i left the lies behind and ain’t been back since baby
homie i’m in motion to go and spinning rims baby

[hook]

[verse 3]
cruising down my coastline thinking ’bout my gold mine
marching to my own drum and left behind that co-pilot
looking through that rearview, all i see is ’09
yeah i know i’m g-ssing on them i dont need your cosign
i dont need no green light to tell me that i can go on
i just look over my shoulder singing farewell and so long
and so on and so forth, hollywood i go towards
then i choose that next spot, i chauffeur my own tour
so next time you see me pop collars and holla all aboard
your shadow hops on and looks at you like what i follow for?
yeah i’m still trekking for the cause mobbing uphill
filling up my tank with the love of a local buzz still
what will y’all do when i got these tables turned
better hope i never follow through with this behavior
what will y’all do when i got these tables turned
better hope i never follow through with this behavior

[hook]

- alexander spit

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