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letra de paradise - baby veeno

[verse 1: baby veeno]
watch as i
k!ll ‘em with a verse then i pack ‘em in a he-rs-
hat back fred durst i be stronger than a curse
out my way all the pressure ’bout to make a n-gga burst
for me to k!ll tracks and spit flame is a must
we out here tryna get it
and we don’t even sweat it
the name baby veeno d.o.p.e be team don’t you ever forget it get it
i’m chillin’ now with that stupid flow
lookin’ fresh in my white tees call my haters stupid hoes
comfortable in my nikes,f-ck anybody that don’t like me
swear my life a movie i must be directin’ like spike lee
make ‘em freeze ‘cause my style so cold
got that dough yeah my pockets stay swole
tiger woods swag put my b-lls in her hole
optimus prime tell ‘em when to roll
they say veeno wack but i just lol
this ain’t the net no time for trolls
i’m the sh-t no hyperbole
i k!lled this beat call crime patrol
i’m doin’ me and i’m stuntin’ i spit the truth i ain’t frontin’
pursuin’ my goals not loosin’ control cause i ain’t stoppin’ at nothin’
pretty n-gga my face good, hustle hard like ace hood
i’m fly i’m in sp-ce dude, i eat the money it taste good

[refrain: paradise]
and dreams of
para-para-paradise
para-para-paradise
para-para-paradise
every time she closed her eyes

[verse 2: baby veeno]
first it was like nah veeno ain’t gon’ make it
now they reachin’ out they hands expectin’ me to shake it
but i laugh (i laugh) and i walk away
because i leave ‘em in the spot they stay i’m on top today
no navigation had to find my way
now they see me ridin’ with the top off
shawty body ‘bout to pop off
spittin’ the lyrical flow that let you know that i’m hotter than a bottle of hot sauce
now they on my d-ck like flies on sh-t so i must be the hot goss
no train before i bring that pain y’all b-tches better hop off
they were talkin’ sh-t ‘bout pants saggin’
but all of sudden they wanna be jumpin’ on the bandwagon
man i spit that fire i must be some sort of tanned dragon
if you finna hatin’ l!ck my nuts ‘cause they still hangin’
said to the doc oh i’m so sick
didn’t come alone i came with the cl!ck
didn’t come alone i came with your chick
should sign fire flame is what i spit
every track that i’m on is a automatic hit
still keep it g got a automatic kit
never on the ground on the top is where i sit
i’mma boss like ross so i got the cuban is lit

[refrain]

- baby veeno

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