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letra de 5:57 am freestyle - bluebucksclan

[intro]
(fresco, that’s cold)
(tristen)
(k$hare beats)

[verse 1: bluebucksclan dj]
naw, we can’t get one in, what’s wrong with n-ggas? (what’s wrong with n-ggas?)
i don’t even wanna do a song with n-ggas (n-ggas lame)
i ain’t into talkin’ on the phone with n-ggas (never did)
see me out, they like, ayy, that’s that clothes n-gga (that’s that clothes n-gga)
yeah, that’s me, just got prada on my bones, n-gga (prada on my bones, n-gga)
on the 7 shootin’ dice, ain’t no bones, n-gga (ain’t no bones, n-gga)
skinny n-gga, but i flex like a strong n-gga (like a strong n-gga)
we keep passin’ all these plays, goin’ long, n-gga (goin’ long, n-gga)
playin’ in this b-tch, foreigns pullin’ up (pullin’ up)
b-tch think she bad, but she ain’t good enough (you ain’t good enough)
we ain’t f-ckin’ with you lames, y’all ain’t good as us (y’all ain’t good as us)
wild n-ggas with me, they’ll make you put ’em up (they’ll make you put ’em up)
s-x on the stairs, that’s the only time i’m f-ckin’ up (i’m f-ckin’ up)
feel like ace boogie, b-tch, i ain’t luckin’ up (b-tch, i ain’t luckin’ up)
we at javiers, b-tches fightin’, b-tches runnin’ up (b-tches runnin’ up)
devin hester, i’m just tryna run a hundred up (tryna run a hundred up)

[verse 2: jeeezy]
sittin’ in a ghost with dre, yeah, i can’t make it up (i can’t make it up)
only thing a n-gga missin’ was a double cup (on god)
dj faded as a b-tch, he still rollin’ up (godd-mn)
all this gucci with the gang like i’m lil pump (like i’m lil pump)
if she have an off day, then she getttin’ dumped (on god)
large plates at ruth chris, yeah, i’m gettin’ stuffed (stuffed)
she don’t f-ck the first night, then she out of luck (b-tch dumb)
catchin’ plays all on king like i’m cooper kupp (cooper kupp)
n-ggas ain’t really real, man, they wannabes (n-ggas hoes)
i ain’t met a n-gga yet who as cold as me (on my mama)
keep hittin’ in the field ’til my shoulders bleed (’til my shoulders bleed)
bad b-tch, i’m in her mouth like some listerine (listerine)
[verse 3: bluebucksclan dj]
p-ssy fire, i can’t lie, but you can’t get a ring (i can’t lie)
bringin’ up old sh-t, i’m like, “what you mean?” (what you mean?)
don’t i keep you fly? dolce slides, bally and celine (and celine)
don’t i feed you good? big steaks, ain’t no chilly d’s (ain’t no chilly d’s)

[verse 4: jeeezy]
don’t i f-ck you good? you be sayin’ you gon’ never leave
don’t i talk sh-t in every booth? patrick beverly
found out i’m f-ckin’ on her friend, why you mad at me? (why you mad at me?)

[verse 5: bluebucksclan dj]
number eight for kobe bryant, that’s a tragedy (godd-mn)
louis v with dior, yeah, i’m splashin’ it (yeah, i’m splashin’ it)
n-gga want a verse for me, yeah, i’m taxin’ it (yeah, i’m taxin’ it)
ten foreigns pullin’ up, ain’t no maximum (ain’t no maximum)
told her i just want the neck like i’m dracula (like a vampire)

[ouro: bluebucksclan dj & jeeezy]
f’s on my clothes and f’s on my tires
n-gga say he be with us, you a godd-mn liar
clan in this b-tch, set this b-tch on fire
say she got a n-gga, i’ma still f-ckin’ try her
layin’ with a bad b-tch, i ain’t even tired
‘wood full of gushers, n-gga, i just need a lighter
i’m already high, i be tryna get higher
in a lamborghini crawlin’ ’round like a spider
y’all was tryna be like mike, i was tryna be myers
i got ten phones, finna drop it to my buyer
n-ggas love to copy us, n-ggas biters
plain-ass white tee, but it’s designer
if she got a bag with some ass, i’ma find her
searchin’ for that gold like a f-ckin’ 49er

- bluebucksclan

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