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letra de new wavin remix - baseman

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[verse 1: shocktown]
shocktown i bring the wave out, f-ck you wanna say now?
i was running round flipping, you was kissing in the playground
n-gga had beige in my cheeks, i was raised in the streets
i don’t play with police, cause they’re playing for keeps

[verse 2: baseman]
i want it all i can never be patient
you know my money ain’t clean, i don’t have bank statements
i do it for my thugs getting p’s on the pavement
you know i roll with my team i’m not into ice skating
me and my brudda shocktown keep waving
[verse 3: chip]
ay, northside n-gga northside, now i stay down
friends out trapping, i was spitting in the playground
and now we grown we still hang, both got lines and they bang
that’s why gyal dissing you wanna turn up for gang
pepper man, curry mutton, rice
’cause i ain’t on letting nuttin slide
big face hubes, got a couple
but i don’t need the time all the time
road money to show money, we all stacking
nice with the m, see you’re nice with the rapping
anything i put my mind to i do well
so trust, these n-ggas don’t need me trapping
ooh, see me two-stepping in brand new tn’s
fam that’s your ting, why she in my dm’s?
beat, no dinner or dates
tell a man “you ain’t my friend”
came round looking for p
only got d, cm

[verse 4: konan]
three cars, how you pay for those?
dubai a couple days ago
lagos with wizkid
come a long way from selling david oz
you can get ate in the seven
in my big ride driving through peckham
got a sky-dweller but i ain’t got any time
twenty-six but my watch is twenty-nine
told her i’m coming, i run in my pumas
hop out the benz on the ends with the shooters
g’s on the corner, getting that mulla
give her the [?], tell her “bounce in the uber”
made out the gaza, i’m grateful
’cause round here man will pull out that western
and turn your big brother into a angel
so if you’re sending shots, be careful
’cause i’m the reason why she airs you
have you waiting at the airport
[verse 5: shocktown]
baby i’m coming, i run in giuseppe’s
giving that becky i’m bussing in seconds
i’m pulling out russians, you’re thinking it’s tekken
maison margiela’s, my b-tches be jealous

[verse 6: baseman]
but they don’t know what i’ll do for this money
fam i used to skip school for this money
fam i’m like a tomtom en route to this money
i need so much money like
“i don’t know what to do with this money”

[verse 7: krept]
shows in dubai, see me flex with the arab
shows out in lagos, i flex with the nijers
n-ggas are talking so watch when we catch ’em
have him
protecting his face, now it look like he dabbing
ain’t f-cking up commas, little n-gga where your dough gone?
full stop getting commas, call him a semicolon
got b’ oz then my n-ggas might roll on him
saying he the president ’til i put a pole on him
watch what you say ’cause my n-ggas are sickheads
c-cked in your face now you look like a d-ckhead
look in their eyes and these yutes are not like me
you put your wifey in loub, i put lube in your wifey
[verse 8: sneakbo]
b-tch i ain’t gotta trap-trap, getting money different ways now
i put the glock down, bring it back out if you play around
n-ggas always talk wicked ’til my young boys pull up, better skate out
bluku-bye, p-ssy stay down
bluku-bye bluku-bye from the trey pound
i had a couple man’s chick up in my hotel
she’s brand new to the n-gga, that’s my old gyal
you go gym, better pray you can firm sh-lls
i bang hammers, bang b-tches and i count wealth
starboy ting, my dargs still par with chip
i’ve got cîroc, grey goose, peng gyal in the vip
tour gang with me, i’m a dog in this b-tch
a n-gga act bookie, rac-a-tac-a the snitch
like oh lord
baby i see them, they jealous and envy
only f-ck with a couple, no time to be friendly
i beg you don’t tempt me
if you’re sending them shots, best be sending to emi
all my brothers are ready
all my brothers are bangers and riding for jetski

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