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letra de badu in the bayou - bando supreme

[intro]
man, you got to be smoother than that
tell me, you smoother than that
what you gon’ do ’bout it
(yeah, chris ca$h, ya dig)
oouu

[chorus]
i see a n-gga, i’m takin’ his sh-t
i’m takin his b-tch, i’m takin a risk
i’m tryna get bands, these n-ggas tryna get clout
i put ’em right in the clouds, yeah
in the bayou wit’ ms. badu, sippin’ on majin buu, where sh-t can get critical
all these n-ggas, they envy, i’m not talkin’ charlemagne
pardon me in that new big body, got a old b-tch wit’ a whole new big body
swap out the kit and i gave her the lift
send her back, wrapped, everyday is a gift
servin’ the goop, jus throw me a oop
i shoot out the roof of the coupe

[verse]
got dogs in thе pound, ain’t talkin’ ’bout snoop
suit up the real, we shootin’ thе fake
we talkin’ ’bout bands and i might chase
all my n-ggas wear red, ohio state
i sell me a o, this not my state
took her to shoot sticks on the first date
get you some cake, and then stop simpin’
seen it comin’ jus like the simpsons
mind your business, don’t leave a witness
start of the whip, didn’t put a key in it
you watchin’ my pockets, better get you a plate
shout out my patnas, they scammers and doctors
sellin’ them pints and workin’ that stick
let me show you a method, lean and a ‘wood for breakfast
how can my opps get method mannin’
shoot the stick first, i got manners
got plays but no manning
stack them bags up, back to plannin’
traphouse, this a stack house
we gon’ shoot the stick like jason kidd
lights on, we gon’ spin again
lights off, come back, case was clean
any key, that engine mean
these n-ggas, they green like the drank they sippin’
cap in the rap ’bout the life they livin’
i stay wit’ a biscuit
[chorus]
i see a n-gga, i’m takin’ his sh-t
i’m takin his b-tch, i’m takin a risk
i’m tryna get bands, these n-ggas tryna get clout
i put ’em right in the clouds, yeah
in the bayou wit’ ms. badu, sippin’ on majin buu, where sh-t can get critical
all these n-ggas, they envy, i’m not talkin’ charlemagne
pardon me in that new big body, got a old b-tch wit’ a whole new big body
swap out the kit and i gave her the lift
send her back, wrapped, everyday is a gift
servin’ the goop, jus throw me a oop
i shoot out the roof of the coupe

[verse 2]
got put in a box, no juke
all my money same color as duke
make the wrong turn, you gon’ get burn
my pockets get fat jus like big worm
my n-ggas ride for me like they all jus got sworn in
you talkin’ a check, then i’m in pursuit

[outro]
this life we born in
this life we sworn in
show me the way
but that check is hot pursuit, don’t do no interviews
the breakin’ news
fah, fah, fah, fah, fah
now, i told you he was smooth, now
this n-gga

- bando supreme

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