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letra de youngmotherfucker - bones

[hook]
somethin’ bout that gold chain
somethin’ bout that white skin
somethin’ bout that pimp named bones
got ’em feelin’ a little frightened
somethin’ bout that gold chain
somethin’ bout that white skin
somethin’ bout that pimp named bones
got ’em feelin’ a little frightened
somethin’ bout that gold chain
somethin’ bout that white skin
somethin’ bout that pimp named bones
got ’em feelin’ a little frightened

[verse]
young motherf-cker with the old -ss flow
lemme take y’all back to the nine nine four
on the lime line phone
y’all love on hoes, finna pick up a swisher
in a whole brand new zone
got a brand new flow, and my old hand me downs on
on my throne, with my motherf-ckin’ crown on
val venis, nothin’ but my towel on
hair slick back, uncle jesse with my prowl on
b-ss get to pound on, ridin’ with my team
i could die tonight, so before i leave
just know that i’m here for one reason only
let my voice bang loud, while you swisher rolling
i’m out, but let me roll that sh-t
takin’ way too long, lemme hold that sh-t
got veins full of dope, skin same color as c-ke
but my mind pitch black, like n-body home
home of the great young pimp named bones
bow to the legend, for he might be gone
everybody act like they know what’s cool
all i gotta do is h-t the jukebox, and boom
lookin’ like fonzie, feelin’ like shawn
i’m in the summer with my shirt off stuntin’
i got the whole block jumpin’, it’s like a criss-cross concert
say, f-ck your concert, f-ck your sponsor

[outro]
blunts, i roll ’em
sippin’ tanqueray, no soda
see i’m too young to be sober
that’s team sesh till it’s over

- bones

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