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letra de oowoo - baby smoove

[intro]
franchise
franchise, franchise

[verse]
i swear to god, i ain’t never need a b-tch, she needed me
he a rookie, n-gga sipped a line and he went so sleep
i just rolled up a backwood ’bout the size of me
i get 10 a show, but i think i’ma raise the fee
charter pj’s boy you can’t afford delta
b-tch i’m high as h-ll, why the f-ck you wanna wrestle?
codeine got my heart so to be you ain’t special
n-ggas sittin’ around broke; no hustle, no effort

i be high as h-ll, f-ck yo b-tch boy i might as well
we buy so much jewelry with thе gang its like show-&-tell
hold her throat, thеn i gotta grab her mouth cause she like to yell
pull up late night, you know we servin’ like taco bell
when they stopped makin’ akorn, you know that sh-t hurt me
i been sippin’ wokhardt, n-ggas know i’m never thirsty
i promise every label in the game tried to sign me
i’m holdin’ up an f then a c, sh-t you tell me

throw b-tch fits, he all wit’ us that’s a misfit
he was talkin’ real good till lil’ buddy met the switch-switch
he had a gun pointed, got to blowin’, he ain’t shoot sh-t
that sh-t on instagram gon’ have y’all n-ggas on a news clip
i tote that b-tch, she don’t make me happy that’s what drank do
he really motivatin’, swear to god i should thank you
but you really lame, swear to god i could hate you
if i go and stand on these hunnid’s i’d be 10’2
countin’ 400 through the counter, that sh-t took a minute
when you see that lamb’ in my hood just know baby in it
i’m comin’ bust’ patek and a plain when i stack a ticket
i got hoe’s beggin’ me for s-x, she be beatin’ b-tches

meech

[outro]
i got hoe’s beg-

- baby smoove

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