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letra de weekend at solomon's - bfb da packman

[intro]
his name’s pablo

[verse]
since birth i was a problem, daddy should’ve worn a condom
i was just f-cked up rockin’ fila like they prada’s
now these b-tches on my d-ck, i’m droppin’ fire with quesada
on my way to the doctor ’cause it’s itchin’ by my privates
oh lord, everybody calm down, it’s just a hair bump
they k!lled jeffery epstein ’cause he told and that scared trump
i’m three pumps in, oh lord, oh i’m ’bout to bust
fat n-gga, but my b-tch bad, n-gga, sherman klump
oh god, is you miss perty?
my b-tch a pharm tech at cvs, she got the scripts twerking
we got a code name for the bricks, did you get urkle?
bougie n-gga, just to beat my meat, b-tch, i get gherkins
humblе n-gga, dawg, this fame can’t even changе me
on the low, i wanna f-ck erica [?]
man, i had a fat mama, dawg, i dare you n-ggas blame me
man, i offered him a donut, but he g-y, he want a danish
if that’s what you like, dawg, i’m no h0m-phobic
my d-ck ain’t that long, b-tch, so why you chokin’?
all she do is cap, i swear to god she a cap-a-holic
only white people take a sh-t and don’t wipe the toilet
too fat, i left the seat back, give me head now
the police right next to us, keep your head down
“boom, boom,” i’m fat so when i’m f-cking that’s how the bed sound
spending all these dead n-ggas money, n-gga, clermont
f-ck around in the [?], just me and face
already know the feds hip, just bring your case
they ain’t gonna come and get me? oh f-ck, n-gga, bring the wraith
had a dream that i was skinny, woke up, couldn’t see my waist
oh my god, look, i’m not a f-ckin’ racist
dropped a pint and caught it with my foot, it ain’t touch the pavement
i chop crack with my pinky toe, don’t need the f-ckin’ razer
touch more boy than mike jack, i’m not a f-ckin’ rapist
woo, oh my god, i’m talkin’ super loose
hump the b-tch face, when i was done she had a missing tooth
glizzy with the stendo on the bottom, b-tch, it’s like a flu
f-ck around and wipe a n-ggas nose like he got the flu
plugged in with jazz prince, i got mob ties
got an acre home b-tch that’ll f-ck me for some hot fires
love suckin’ on both titties, goo-goo ga-ga
told my girl that i’m seein’ four other b-tches, bae, i’m c-ckeyed
i’m just cheatin’, i don’t know about polygamy
i gave my b-tch another std, i know she sick of me
baby, i don’t kiss and tell, b-tch, i’m solid like a brick in me
i ain’t sign unless i own my masters, n-gga, ain’t no pimpin’ me

- bfb da packman

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