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letra de sum to prove - bb ritto

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intro:

yeahhh yeahh mmmmm yeah ouu

chorus:

bouta hop on the wave like i’m surfing cuz i really got something to prove

smoking this gas is my task cuz i dont want none of the boos

big has been skipping on class to hit my loud

relax just take a seat back in side my lounge

verse:

be blowing off this kush

puffing burning bush

i don’t get high off one blizz

b-tch just take a look

after this blizzy i’m gon eat
but i can’t even cook

i got the doseyest dope

that’ll leave your ass hooked

if you wanna verse from me i’m booked

put em in a hurse or leave em shook

(yea)

bouta slide in a rental or hop out on foot

gucci snakes on my sneakers and hoofs

bouta go turn up the aux cuz my bars getting hot

big slime i’m wiping the nose

and i’m wiping it all off

cuz a young n-gga just caught a cold

f-ck all the haters they doing most
and gon be tripping over no hoes

that’s why i gotta keep all my friends close

said goodbye to all of my foes

chorus:

bouta hop on the wave like i’m surfing cuz i really got something to prove

smoking this gas is my task cuz i dont want none of the boos

big has been skipping on class to hit my loud

relax just take a seat back in side my lounge

(verse2)

i gotta do what i do today cuz there might not be tomorrow

making all these moving moves i just spent a whole stack on some gelato

i can see the fakes through these goggles

yeah i spot em
better best believe that i’ll pop em

and that’s on foenem

just hoping that you understand

i gotta hold of the bands

been thinking it’s time to go ham

i don’t got time for beef man (on dead dawgs)

but if you want war we got the guns from iran

just to shoot this b-tch up

i remember them days i used to sell dubs

sipping double cups of that dirty and bub

with your b-tch in the back she was giving the guffs

so why the f-ck do they act like i ain’t done enough (ion know)

we all bout smoke i give it out like cancer

like al capone i’m moving like a mobster

this boofy strong i hit it with my n-ggas

you know what i’m on i won’t ever give one f-ck

letras aleatórias

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