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letra de no more heroes - benji franks

yeah
it’s benji
you already know what i’m about to say
i came to give the hoes plenty
i came in way too hot
got something to say but i talk a lot
if you’re comparing my s-x to fragrances, he said it’s feeling like baccarat
but i think bakugo, ‘cause when i start sweating, it gets explosive
i’ma throw my pink ball down his alleyway, strike out like bowling
he wanna swim in the ocean
but it’s full of great whites, piranhas and sperm whales, and full of commotion
so follow my hoshin
wait, oh sh-t!
lemme get a lil spf in the lotion
they say “laissez les bons temps rouler” but ain’t sh-t rolling
but oui cher
heard about a lot of things but ain’t hеard about me yet
it’s evidеnt, you ain’t never ever ever met a b-tch like me yet
fan me with tropical leaves while i put my feet back
it’s crunch time like celery stalks, some kind of green snack
been stopped kicking up the sand to get my feet wet
ain’t worried about b-tches feelings or their feedback
coming for all my d-cks this year because i need that
this the last time i don a cape ‘cause i don’t feel that
ain’t no more heroes
these b-tches get a hip replacement and they still broke
ain’t f-cking with the sentiment
not even a little bit
i’m sweeter than cinnamon
like a bimbo
any one of you b-tches and any one of you n-ggas thinking you gon try me, it can give combo
i’m a whip these billy headed blank ass hoes in shape, tae bo
check me out
what’s that on my wrist? it ain’t no drought
i said check me out
what’s that on my wrist? it ain’t no drought
check the wrist
check the neck, check the shoes, check the ass, check the fit
check cleared, if a b-tch play with it, then i might check the b-tch
used to let b-tches out move me now i play checkers b-tch
backgammon, chess, spades, poker face, twenty one, guess the chip
i be i be giving n-ggas life like a uterus
i be i be always late to work, off duty sh-t
money, money me, my swiss account kinda full of it
honey, honey, you done had your chance, ain’t no fooling sh-t
i’m schooling sh-t
change your whole mood i’m a magician
benji never ever felt these hoes, i’m no physician
spit that sh-t that stimulates follicles like beauticians
it’s never been about what you’re getting but what you’re giving
i’m giving grown man, you’re giving too broke
you’re giving too short, baby i done had enough
it’s giving sour punch, pucker up candy
it’s making b-tches bubble up, outstanding
they can’t stand me
but who told these b-tches to get up
i done moved out the hood and had to snoot it up
then booted from the west because i wasn’t rude enough
came back to south and everybody thought i switched it up
then stopped f-cking with my old n-ggas, i don’t give it up
but if i wanted that n-gga i’d make him toot it up
make him swallow all the cream before i boot him out
word of mouth
i give b-tches a li’l hurting now
take a bow
let me open up the curtain now
buss it down
like the blunt was lace with propofol, i let these b-tches smell my smoke and now they’re passing out
don’t speak on my business
if i did it
then i meant it
they don’t like the way i spend it
so just look at how the spin it
even in a sour minute
benji’s still strong with the spinach
that’s it

- benji franks

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