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letra de oh no! - atwood

[chorus – atwood]
my girl don’t know no sh-t about me
said for real it’s for the best you wouldn’t like me
i be cold burr burr, i keep it icy
kick yo -ss to the curb, that’s that tai chi
my girl don’t know no sh-t about me
said for real it’s for the best you wouldn’t like me
i be cold burr burr, i keep it icy
kick yo -ss to the curb, that’s that tai chi

[verse 1 – atwood]
i be stunting with some gold but it’s not on my t–th
i be stunting with some hoes tryna get at my weeds
i be crazy with the flows like i’m on the high seas
catch me singing bout the juice like i’m hittin’ hi-c’s
birdies sitting on my line hoping that i might tweet
if you ask if i’m doin’ fine i’m like b-tch i might be
i be sippin’ mai thai’s c-ck in tail that dime piece
she don’t f-ck with five guys but tryna get at my meat
oh no! that’s how that sh-t goes though
slow mo! baby say she can’t take no mo
oh lord! i be praying that she won’t go
i’ma go pro! we gon’ make a video-oh
oh no! that’s how that sh-t goes though
slow mo! baby say she can’t take no mo
oh lord! i be praying that she won’t go
i’ma go pro! we gon’ make a video-oh

[verse 2 – chris wright]
every day i be doing sh-t that my lady don’t need to know about
trying to get myself a couple foreigns even then i still take the slower route
all my dogs acting like birds now, they be migrating to the dirty south
it’s like every time we be on a track we be running it like we was showing out
don’t need guide lines, always tryna take my time
pitching it like a side wind, sipping on her like fine wine
drinking slow got my mind high, she a freak no sci-fi
anytime she need free rides, good head like einstein
take a walk and rethink the way that you loving me so when you alone you on top again
you can pray to god for good company or just treat yourself and go pop a xan
got these good girls tryna say they hot, but they never 10’s like a copper can
just taking shots for a pill chase, never feel the pain like the chopper jammed
and she so chill, independent like no deal
no case but her phone filled, tread light like old wheels
skinny girl but eat whole meals, kinda fake, she faux real
all i care about these days is the way she making my soul feel, it’s so trill

- atwood

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