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letra de franchise player - baby smoove & rocaine

[intro: baby smoove]
franchise, franchise
(yeah, forever ever)
(rocaine, this b-tch hard)
my baby, look, big-head
blue franchise, baby franchise
basketball boys

[verse: baby smoove]
she might get a perc’ from me, she ain’t get that birk’ from me
everybody know i keep a pint and a nerf on me
boy, you broke as h-ll, how the f-ck you want a verse from me?
hit that b-tton in her stomach, now her coochie got a curse on me
on the court, we get and-ones, hold that drank for ransom
i’m in the hood, if you hit that corner fast, i’m gon’ blow somethin’
boy, you’re brokе as h-ll, f-ck your gun, it don’t mean nothin’
i got a feelin’ if we smokе ’em, they gon’ say they seen somethin’
codeine start my appetite, bangin’ left, i ain’t never right
she’ll never get another chance if she don’t do it right
i can make my b-tches get along, they won’t never fight
brand-new set of strikers, sh-t, what block we ’bout to hit tonight?
i feel like i’m dex, i told rayray bring them choppers out
swear to god, my first night back in the city, we in —- house
fillin’ empty clips, but right now, i just point ’em out
all that woofin’ on the ‘net, but you ain’t tell ’em ’bout your mommy house
y’all n-ggas playin’, but i’m not
doowop just walked in, we ’bout to pour another pop
i got b-tches in la, i got b-tches in the bronx
i got b-tches out in texas, still got b-tches from the block
i got gucci, fendi, dior, it’s all over me
i got wock’ mixed in with quagen all inside of me
please try to keep me happy, you don’t know the other side of me
you was never franchise, just a groupie, well, you tried to be
i know all my—
i know all my b-tches, they ain’t never ever tired of me
get to blowin’ with that switch, swear to god they think it’s nine of me

- baby smoove rocaine

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