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letra de hotdog - a$ura santana

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[intro]
got bread on the beat, man
he makes that thing jump back like straight drop cocaine
but that n-gga a christian, tho
like, he really cool with that sh-t

[verse 1]
i spread her bootycheeks like b-tter
put my hotdog in her buns like a new yorker
bring a friend we can make it better
me, lettuce and cheese make a great burger

i need bands for my money hunger
got guapo disease, you can ask my doctor
i’m a beast when it comes to guala
dreadhead lion king, kreedo mufasa

[bridge]
on my cloud, you don’t wanna bother me
off that loud in another galaxy
through the sky scouting for my new chick
watch me scoop her in a motherf-cking ship

[interlude]

i say mash up mash up
say buck up buck up
if you ain’t stepping up shut the f-ck up f-ck up
get out my face
yous a disgrace
a n-gga like you should be drowned in a lake
like jason

but dont you come back
if you do i swear to god ill lay yo ass flat
like a tv screen

this sh-t gon get obscene
khrome in my heart, dreads like limousine
yea its that long

but that ain’t the only thing, what
you think they call me big for nothing?
you think they call me big for nothing?
you think they call me big for nothing?

i got the all seeing eye
for n-ggas who would dare
oppose me and my
voodoo boys who don’t care
bout loosing their eyes
in darkness we prevail!
but
it ain’t nothin to us to blind you in a glare
she like the way i talk
tryna touch my locks
might be the french accent or the way they scent
my d-ck signed up for foreign exchanges
i know you love that sh-t why you look at me strange

- aura santana

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