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letra de d rose - babyfxce e

[intro]
(big drice on the beat, yeah)
ayy, what if i do a whole eight without f-ckin’ up?
i’m hard?
yeah
it’s with an x, n-gga
fxce

[verse]
gave the b-tch big f-ckin’ d, put the rose back
that sh-t gon’ go over they head
couldn’t slide, give her f-ckin’ d-ck because the roads bad
naw, for real
i’m tired of pourin’ two zips, where the fours at?
where they at? where they at, n-gga?
this a nine milli’ sig sauer with the four strapped
alright, talk to them n-ggas, e
this a k, slr kit, this a long strap
every b-tch want a relationship, where the hoеs at?
you only made a hundred off the ‘bow, whеre the pros at?
throw your cell in the microwave because your phone tapped
big chop hit him in his leg and make his bone crack
talkin’ ’bout them scats over the phone, i don’t condone that
that’s some dumb sh-t (what?)
if i see him, i’ma squeeze it ’til the gun cl!ck (boom)
you can’t keep a bag ’cause you smokin’ on some flunk sh-t (dumbass)
don’t make me call you all the sudden ’cause i’m drunk, b-tch (h-llo?)
we done made a hundred off that one sh-t
really, it’s a hundred-plus
i been runnin’ money up
glock 43, this b-tch a tummy tuck
trx truck, this b-tch a one-of-one
slide on us, you better have a hundred guns
police took my heat, but i got more than one
stop askin’ can you stop suckin’ my meat? b-tch, you ain’t never done
talkin’ all that sh-t up on the neck, don’t even got a gun
blow a n-gga temple, walk away, don’t even gotta run
yeah, hit his ass six ways
gang walk him down, hit his ass with six k’s
unfold the brace off the drac’, man, this b-tch a switchblade
hit him with 456, look like dog off squid game
[outro]
(ayo, drice, run that sh-t back)

- babyfxce e

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