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letra de 48 degrees - blacc zacc

[intro]
(i mix nation for real)
(oh lord, jetson made another one)
woah, woah
woah, woah
woah, woah
woah (ayy-ayy-ayy)

[chorus]
yeah, the cup dirty, but them whips clean
and my b-tch bad, but d-mn, that b-tch mean
count a hundred grand, and it’s all green
all this f-ckin’ ice, feel like fourty-eight degrees
yeah, the cup dirty, but them whips clean
yeah, my b-tch bad, but d-mn, that b-tch mean
count a hundred grand, and it’s all green
all this f-ckin’ ice, feel like fourty-eight degrees

[verse 1]
ayy, what you thought, n-gga?
this a million dollar n-gga in a loft, n-gga
trap n-gga, you can tell from how i talk, n-gga
rich n-gga, you can tell from how i walk, n-gga
f-ck what you thought, n-gga
i don’t do no fakin’, [?] might send a brick to achin’, n-gga
what’s the occasion, n-gga? i dress up, i ain’t no basic n-gga
f-ck you thankin’, n-gga, i got the blood shakin’, n-gga
me and c-cky got two b-tches in here naked, n-gga
ayy, where the lean at?
i’m a d-mn fiend
brought a h-llcat, and it’s slime green (skrrt, slime-slime)
got a college b-tch, i swear her brain mean
i want no model b-tch, i need a trap queen
[chorus]
yeah, the cup dirty, but them whips clean
and my b-tch bad, but d-mn, that b-tch mean
count a hundred grand, and it’s all green
all this f-ckin’ ice, feel like fourty-eight degrees
yeah, the cup dirty, but them whips clean
yeah, my b-tch bad, but d-mn, that b-tch mean
count a hundred grand, and it’s all green
all this f-ckin’ ice, feel like fourty-eight degrees

[verse 2]
i like my cup dirty
i’m in traffic with that pack, so b-tch, i’m ridin’ dirty
you might like your b-tch just classy, i like mine dirty
and i keep that curry on me, that’s a whole .30
b-tch, a dirty-dirty
let’s get it crackin’, n-gga, i’m in the streets, what’s happenin’, n-gga?
rap with my passion, n-gga, i came up off of trappin’, n-gga
check out my fashion, n-gga, might dress up like st. patrick, n-gga
pour a four, pull up in a ghost like casper, n-gga
ayy, where the lean at? i want codeine
got a bad b-tch, but d-mn, that b-tch mean
no consieted b-tch, she don’t stunt her thing
but she can eat a d-ck (eat it), that’s her favorite thing

- blacc zacc

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