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letra de party pack (demo) - bigbabygucci

[intro]
pour gas on ’em, klimax

[chorus]
order me up a lil’ party pack, i’m finna f-ck on some twins
(okay, okay)
i’m drippin’ like the atlantic, she let me f-ck both of her friends
(okay, okay)
fresh out the water, these n-ggas done thought i done grew me a fin (okay, okay)
i’m ballin’ harder, these n-ggas, they better go watch them some film
my b-tch she bad, that’s normal
i shoot this b-tch with the form
my goonies creep in the night, swear that we talk to the moon
i gave my shooter the green light, now he one-way in your home
a n-gga done got his green right, likе i’m working on my lawn
[verse]
20k, i bet he vanish, makin’ twenty and i’m spеaking spanish
i make twenty and still go eat salad
the car, it came with no keys
my broad, she speak j-panese
my squad, we loyal, we deep
we militant, f-ck up the peace
watch her hop out the robotic seats
make my doctor prescribe me the lean
f-ck the oppas, no copping the pleas
you ain’t ever gon’ pop out in peace
boy, i’m that n-gga she talkin’ ’bout, know she complaining to all of her friends
pull up in something then she started fixing her makeup in all of my rims
f-ck n-gga, why is you talking to me?
we in a separate league
i f-ck his b-tch, now she callin’ for me
i put her heart in the trees
i wear my heart on my sleeve
she got your heart on her knees
i took a flight out of the country, i call it catching a breeze

- bigbabygucci

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