letra de election day - backwood jones
[pre – hook: yp]
i cannot stop with this hustle
my baby says she wants some diamonds in her earpiece
this year i’m 30, i took the wheels up out the country
you n-ggas gonna feel me
it gets so real in my city
i had to go in cop the 30 just to keep the peace
flipping this paper, staying out the way
i had to go and build me up a new regime
[hook: yp]
yeah a n-gga still kickin’ this p
when i walk in the room, better cuff her
we’ve been running that bag up lil n-gga
type of sh-t you can’t fit in a duffle
oh she bringin her friend in the room
i’ma still take my shot with the double
really feel like the man in the room
i know all of my haters gon’ suffer
you see every time i step up in the spot
these n-ggas paranoia get to eating at ‘em
i move like the prezi
n-ggas out here pillow talking with these b-tches
yeah, i hear the chatter
i had to slime out my old hoe
she is a snake, i heard her hiss and rattle
i ain’t going back-and-forth with no hoe
keep it p, i always keep a back up
[verse 1: yp]
whippin’ the ev i put in a tracker
really in the field like i’m a packer
i put in work from the first to the first
standing on business, steppin’ like a kappa
we pay the rent just to heat up the stove
let me bring you in the life of a trapper
whippin that pot up so much
i done ran it up
flippin’ the money over with a spatula
i didn’t go to school, livin’ like a bachelor
i’m up on the rooftop with a vibe
i got me a designated when i’m really faded
she can see it all up in my eyes
shawty wanna, uh
all up in the ride
roll the window up
roll me up a vibe
one hand on the wheel
one up on her thigh
i done sent the goosebumps upper spine
[pre – hook: yp]
i cannot stop with this hustle
my baby says she wants some diamonds in her earpiece
this year i’m 30, i took the wheels up out the country
you n-ggas gonna feel me
it gets so real in my city
i had to go in cop the 30 just to keep the peace
flipping this paper, staying out the way
i had to go and build me up a new regime
[hook: yp]
yeah a n-gga still kickin’ this p
when i walk in the room, better cuff her
we’ve been running that bag up lil n-gga
type of sh-t you can’t fit in a duffle
oh she bringin her friend in the room
i’ma still take my shot with the double
really feel like the man in the room
i know all of my haters gon’ suffer
you see every time i step up in the spot
these n-ggas paranoia get to eating at ‘em
i move like the prezi
n-ggas out here pillow talking with these b-tches
yeah, i hear the chatter
i had to slime out my old hoe
she is a snake, i heard her hiss and rattle
i ain’t going back-and-forth with no hoe
keep it p, i always keep a back up
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