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letra de new liq - bluebucksclan

[intro]
(low the great)

[verse 1: jeeezy]
f-ckin’ up these forgiatos on these potholes (potholes)
club with all my mexicans and my vatos (my mexicans)
all flavor with your b-tch eatin’ tacos (tacos)
big bentley truck, f-ck a bronco

[verse 2: bluebucksclan dj]
bucksclan, all these blues, hit the lotto (hit the lotto)
countin’ hundreds, watchin’ baby shark with quatro (yeah, quatro)
bein’ rude to all these b-tches you would die for (bein’ rude)
tell them b-tches ain’t no shoes in the condo (take off your shoes)
[verse 3: jeeezy]
sendin’ paragraphs, i ain’t even reply, though (h-ll nah)
i’m on fairfax racin’ with a dime ho (bad ho)
bust a nut, i’m like, “d-mn, where the time go?” (godd-mn)
off a perc’, i’m like, “d-mn, where my mind go?” (i don’t know)
tryna turn a square b-tch to the fine ho (fine ho)

[verse 4: bluebucksclan dj]
i don’t want your b-tch, but she fine, though (yeah, she fine)
my b-tch real thick, that’s her real ass (real ass)
face a ‘wood and get some top when i feel bad (i feel bad)
all my old b-tches hate me, yeah, they still sad (b-tch)

[verse 5: jeeezy]
fortnite, i get fly like a launch pad (fly as f-ck)
one-twenty on this dash, bet i don’t crash (h-ll nah)
in the lam’ goin’ fast, i got whiplash (i got whiplash)
all the b-tches in here starin’ at my b-tch ass
i be throwin’ n-ggas dimes like i’m steve nash (steve nash)
probably sittin’ in a benz countin’ big cash (big cash)

[verse 6: bluebucksclan dj]
we got n-ggas mad, yeah, they pressed up (n-ggas mad)
pullin’ off in v12s, you can’t catch up (this sh-t fast)
walkin’ in my closet, almost drown when i dress up (b-tch, i’m drippin’)
b-tches in my dm sayin’ i’m messed up (give a f-ck)
[verse 7: jeeezy]
runnin’ through these hoes, josh jacobs (josh jacobs)
i don’t get along with b-tches that be basic (h-ll nah)
k!ll her sh-t from the back, she can’t take it (can’t take it)
off-white sh-t hangin’ like i’m racist (like i’m racist)

[verse 8: bluebucksclan dj]
i’m the one these b-tches wait on (b-tches waitin’)
you be blowin’ up the hoes that i flake on (n-ggas lame)
dreamed i was in the jungle, fell asleep with bape on (all this bape)
high as f-ck in the stars, i took a wraith home (b-tch, we in a wraith)

[verse 9: jeeezy]
when it’s money on the floor, i perform different (get it in)
had to leave the b-tch alone ’cause she don’t listen (stop)
in the hills with just glo, call some more b-tches (call some more b-tches)
blood drips on the ground in these new christians (new christians)
told her pull up to the crib, i don’t do dishes
she gon’ suck it while i drive, yeah, she too vicious (too vicious)
let her know i want the top, i don’t do kisses (i don’t do kisses)
pull up in the wintertime with the roof missin’ (d-mn)

[interlude: joe moses]
jm

[verse 10: joe moses]
twenty thousand like i just hit a new l!ck
ignorant, pull up to my baby shower with a new b-tch
feelin’ it, drop fifty bands on a new whip
k!llin’ it, cote everything on that new ‘fit
i say what i want and i do what i want (want)
i speak what i feel and i never gave a f-ck
i’m a b-st-rd
all these b-tches say it, they scream, “he a ratchet”
n-ggas talkin’ high power sh-t until you catch ’em (low the great)
spent about ten on the ‘fit, that’s fashion
pull up with the cannon, watch he run like an athlete
denzel rappers, they be actin’ like actors
jm
chanaynay all blues like a crip, but i be brimmin’ (brimmin’)
ride for my n-ggas, give a f-ck about you n-ggas
if it’s up, then it’s up, i’ma die with my n-ggas (n-ggas)
i’ma slide with my n-ggas, i’ma cry with my n-ggas
if a n-gga touch flag, it’s eye-for-eye with a n-gga
ain’t no lie with a n-gga, that’s on gang (that’s on gang, fool)
and if you talkin’ like you talkin’, then do your thing (do your thing)
woah, then let that motherf-cker go bang, jm

- bluebucksclan

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