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letra de q tip - big yavo

[intro]
you would think i just did push ups (vroom)
gang, kush (ayy, let that sh-t ride, tav)
we ain’t taking no chains (let’s go), b-tch, nowhere (let’s go)
crazy, put your ass right through

[chorus]
hey, work out in the trap, i’m sweating (i’m sweating)
shooting dice, i’m betting, it look like i just did push-ups (i’m sweating)
smoking on strong, that good stuff (that good stuff)
i say, “you reach for my charm, you gon’ need good luck” (good luck)
brand new glock, no cereal (no cereal)
just put rocks in my ears, i can’t even hear (no)
f-ck on a business woman, i came home to veneers
roll me a ‘wood, and turn up from the rear (oh)
hold up, come here (woo, let’s go)
i say, “come here”, i say, “n-ggas be b-tches like mеdea”
i’m in the field likе john deere
gettin’ more money like run dale (yo’ ho), glock on my hip and you can’t tell
you can tell it that ‘za when you inhale
n-ggas be talking too much, got loose lips, let’s go (loose lips, no way)
serving sea weed on a cruise ship
waxing this ho from the back, in her ear like q-tips (oh, wow)
[verse]
cool ranch in my pockets, what’s that? blue chips
shooting straight through his car, what’s that? blue tips (come here)
say nino my dog like a blue nose (nose)
tryna get you some p-ssy, well, i know a few hoes (tryna get)
tryna get you some money, well, i know a few roads
i can hit the whole dice game, just give me a few rolls (pick up some bales)
sell a few bags, then hop on the freeway (hop on the freeway)
just served sha ‘carri, my trap doin’ relays (trap doin’ relays)
my impala turn gangsters into sprinters (come on)
micro mini dracs out the window (they out the winsdow)
bullets flying, hear them b-tches whistle (hear them-)
send a b-tch, r.i.p. his sister (boom, kaboom, boom)
wouldn’t buy her a ring if her name was crystal (no)
know a n-gga name derrick who shoot like fisher (let’s go)
don’t play with my gang, my n-ggas official (i’m real of that)
cars, p-ssy, money, guns, members (we like that, yeah)

[chorus]
work out in the trap, i’m sweating (i’m sweating)
shooting dice, i’m betting, it look like i just did push-ups (like i just did)
smoking on strong, that good stuff (that good stuff)
i say, “you reach for my charm, you gon’ need good luck” (d-mn, really?)
brand new glock, no cereal (no cereal)
just put rocks in my ears, i can’t even hear (i can’t even hear)
f-ck on a business woman, i came home to veneers
roll me a ‘wood, and turn up from the rear
hold up, come here (ooh)
i say, “come here”, i say, “n-ggas be b-tches like medea”
i’m in the field like john deere
gettin’ more money like run dale, glock on my hip and you can’t tell (you can’t tell)
you can tell it that ‘za when you inhale
n-ggas be talking too much, got loose lips, let’s go (got loose lips)
serving sea weed on a cruise ship (hold up)
waxing this ho from the back, in her ear like q-tips (come here, q-tips, b-tch, come here)
[outro]
say, i tell the lil’ b-tch, “come here”
ayy, i’m finna run this b-tch back like this
say, b-tch, come here
i’m in a, like-

- big yavo

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