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letra de st. john bosco - baby flaco

[intro]
hol’ on, hol’ on

[chorus]
b-tch, i’m rockin’ a show, i’m out of control, you need a steel cage (rockin’ a show)
i’ma just jump out the top rope (jump out)
i’ma just jump out the top rope (jump out)
n-gga, i don’t play no games, you get flamed up just like diablo (diablo)
i’ma take over the world, me and my music, and my apollo (music)
on my cartel sh-t, i got motion, i feel like pablo (pablo)
she just came to the land, she’s tryna eat, i take her to roscoe’s (side)
she a sl-t, i run through the bih’ like i go to st. john bosco (through the bih’)

[verse 1]
i hop in the whip, i get fitted up (hol’ on)
been [0:30][?] fill him up (hol’ on)
she f-ckin’ on me ’cause i’m lit enough (flaco)
yo’ homie so dead, go pick him up (dead)
go pick him up (f-ck), go dig him up, you sick or what?
i don’t give a f-ck, i don’t give a f-ck, that’s a body, huh?
f-ck that dead-ass n-gga (hol’ on)

[chorus]
b-tch, i’m rockin’ a show, i’m out of control, you need a steel cage (out of control)
i’ma just jump out thе top rope (top rope)
i’ma just jump out the top ropе (top rope)
n-gga, i don’t play no games, you get flamed up just like diablo
i’ma take over the world, me and my music, and my apollo (world)
on my cartel sh-t, i got motion, i feel like pablo (pablo)
she just came to the land, she’s tryna eat, i take her to roscoe’s (roscoe’s)
she a sl-t, i run through the bih’ like i go to st. john bosco
[verse 2]
tryna tell me to be safe, n-gga, go to the opps
tell that lil’ boy i need a wraith (gang)
tell her come throw some hands, i get jiggy in crocs (hol’ on)
i don’t f-ck with opps and i’m screamin’, “f-ck the cops”
they pull up, i’m fleein’ the scene
and i ain’t leavin’ a trace
they want me to drop like some fiends (hol’ on)
i was just born to be great (great)
i wasn’t born to be fake (fake)
i’m in the stu’ every day (every day)
she want me to lay in the bed, i’m workin’ on music, i can’t take a break (music)
the p-ssy so great, the head still great, sh-t, everything great
you play with the gang, you play with my name, you gon’ meet your fate
i know i got what it takes, i know i got what it takes
this bih’ got all gas, i ain’t pressin’ no brakes

[outro]
sh-t, i know what it, haha
i know i got what it takes
sayin’, n-gga, do you got what it takes, though?
that’s the real question
flaco, i’m out this b-tch

- baby flaco

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