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letra de cream no sprite - baby smoove

[intro]
sh-t get real, better calm yourself
n-ggas paying—
they be sharing they wealth
they paying for that rich sh-t man
meech

[chorus]
sh-t get real, boy better calm yourself
n-ggas paying for the p-ssy, i ain’t sharing my wealth
boy she miss me bad, she gon’ touch herself
this a brand new foreign, make ’em hold they breath
when i’m riding through the hood, i ain’t stopping at lights
paid lawyers on call, and they all gon’ fight
i just lost lil’ bro, i ain’t been takin’ that light
i just took me a pill, but they took his life
can’t tell me sh-t, you don’t live my life
i just poured up a cream, i ain’t doing no sprite
and i likе straight syrup, i don’t need no ice
i’m a rich motherf-cker, so i sleep rеal nice
this a brand new chain, probably got like eight
this a brand new watch, you can tell by the face
i’m a real street n-gga, got money in the bank
but if that sh-t stop, got some in the safe

[verse]
get a n-gga boxed out if he ain’t locked in
got four h-llcats and a bentley and a benz
man i’m already rich, i don’t need no plan
how the h-ll you up and your boy got ten?
she a bad lil b-tch, got to show her hand
this b-tch think i’m a trick, had to reel her in
she done pulled up on me in a big, big benz
with a real big purse with c’s on the end
at a sold out show, she gon’ rock my mic’
six lines in the pop, you done made my night
bad b-tches like her, god don’t make twice
gotta close my eyes cause she feel so right
[chorus]
sh-t get real, boy better calm yourself
n-ggas paying for the p-ssy, i ain’t sharing my wealth
boy she miss me bad, she gon’ touch herself
this a brand new foreign, make ’em hold they breath
when i’m riding through the hood, i ain’t stopping at lights
paid lawyers on call, and they all gon’ fight
i just lost lil’ bro, i ain’t been taking that light
i just took me a pill, but they took his life
can’t tell me sh-t, you don’t live my life
i just poured up a cream, i ain’t doing no sprite
and i like straight syrup, i don’t need no ice
i’m a rich motherf-cker, so i sleep real nice
this a brand new chain, probably got like eight
this a brand new watch, you can tell by the face
i’m a real street n-gga, got money in the bank
but if that sh-t stop, got some in the safe

[outro]
sh-t get real, boy better calm yourself
n-ggas paying for the p-ssy, i ain’t sharing my wealth (f-ck i look like?)
boy she miss me bad, she gon’ touch herself
this a brand new foreign, make ’em hold they breath
when i’m riding through the hood, i ain’t… at lights
and they all gon’—

- baby smoove

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