letra de rhyme addict - $auce dripper
[verse 1: $auce dripper]
run the f-cking beat, ima get it damaged
i don’t got no time, till i get the patek
how i’m spitting bars? sh-t is automatic
shout to my n-gga, that’s a f-cking savage
flow sick, you n-gga is allergic
golden b-lls on me, ronaldo or messi
yeah, your b-tch fine, but we gang banged
f-cked the b-tch once, now she’s d-ck addict
getting money salad, yes i’m vegetarian
n-gga is superfly, feeling like alladin
if we talking b-tches, yeah i f-ck the baddest
f-cked a pair of twins, p-ssy 9/11
dripper how you do that? n-gga, that’s magic
where’s the ep? you n-ggas ain’t ready
try to run up on you? sh-t gon be tragic
3 songs in a week? n-gga, that’s talent
[verse 2: $auce dripper]
said hi to that b-tch, now she’s tryna get my kids
yeah i tryna get rich, can’t be playing like this
she refused to gimme head, so i told her “bye, b-tch”
i don’t got no time, she can never waste sh-t (hmmm)
you can never diss me (you wack)
everytime i drop bars people is like (who’s that?)
dropping hits afters hits (real facts)
never loved a b-tch, ’cause i fell in love (with the bank)
you can rapper better than this? (cap)
no, n-gga you ain’t sh-t (sad)
all i want is cash in (cash)
run with you b-tch inna f-cking benz (boonk gang)
i got b-tches from each and every race (hm)
rhymes after rhymes, n-gga that’s a replay (hm)
never seen you with a b-tch (you g-y)
never mixed up with this n-ggas (i’m not a deejay)
2m bem gelada, i can never wake and bake
i don’t want the head if the b-tch got braces
fell in love with the beat, now i’m callin it bae
bae bae bae
i’m in your b-tch mouth, i guess aquafresh should be my new name
just playing, $auce dripper (yeah) that’s my real name
n-ggas wack as f-ck, that’s not a debate
(that’s not a debate) 4x
[verse: treba$] :
sorry lá, não vou reppar em inglês
mas vou reppar para o inglês ver
n-ggas todos dias estão a falar, eu fico tipo eehh
yoo, okay i got it, tua shawty yeah i got her
she gave me head, agora tenho 3 cabeças, e uma delas é que lhe leva a mars tipo sou bruno
(yoo, eu não sou bruno mars)
não és meu presente, mas ya eu te embrulho
és meu p-ssado, mas mal p-ssado tipo ovo
ovo, e nem sequer sou de outubro
no h0m-, mas nesses beats, n-ggas eu estupro
são todos putos, não aguentam com a pedalada, também não são ciclistas
quando escutam a minha voz, fazem a festa tipo são esplanadas
violação por meio de barras, vocês são todos putos, melhor não reppar nada
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