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letra de touchdown - boofpaxkmooky

[intro]
racks
what, yeah, hmm

[chorus]
you wasn’t f-ckin’ with me but i’m good now
it’s lil’ hood i’m in the hood now
so many plays i ain’t countin’ these touchdowns
i see what you got, baby bust it out
lil’ bro don’t listen to me, he gon’ figure out
dumb n-gga playin’, i’m the only one serving’
i’m in la and i don’t know my purpose
only happens when i do me, kyrie irving
them boy’s deep back, then a [?]
i got these opps, emotion on nervous
yeah, i sorted a 8th right now
b-tch cooked bad, but i ate for i left the house
i don’t wanna brag bout it, i got a hunnid count’s
look at my pockets, man sh-t be runnin’ out
why do you think, i’m out way when i’m at the house
whatchu’ talmout? this that guap, i lay that sh-t out
n-gga’s a’ drug bust for alot
and n-ggas is tweakin, i’m only on pot
and n-ggas is tweakin, he only know comma’s
and that girl too freaky, she only want c-ck
[verse]
he couldn’t check us, hе left it at the ‘partment
i had my bl!ck, and wе stay at apartments
he ain’t have a ticket i run down chargin’
i’m in la like i play for the chargers
phone finna go dead, n-gga need me a charger
brand new big n-gga, i’ll spark him
spot too crowded, you know it’s art
if i press the b-tton on sh-t, i’ma start it
my hoe too clingy with me i’m a hearty
[?] too clear, now i walk in ain’t no party
i be stacked up, i don’t know bout no starving
i can’t even go out the way, without plates
this b-tch take me home after we went on date
we don’t gotta be in bed, know to roll up this j
and a n-gga gettin money, now i feel okay
n-gga talkin’ bout lil’ boof he wasn’t holdin’ me down
n-gga talkin bout lil’ [?], we won’t see him around
we come in yo house, i fill in yo house
she callin’ my place, she wasn’t feelin’ my town
how the f-ck you get up? ain’t no diggin’ you out
dumb ass n-gga, couldn’t get in my house
n-gga come to hood, ain’t no gettin’ you out
come to the band’ man they figure you out
i got a band man, that sh-t somewhere in this house
i get buzzed somewhere, and i’m out
i get d-mn, and’ the n-gga out
my shorty post up in a n-gga house
d-mn, what? the f-ck is he talkin’ bout
i got a gl!ck’ whole right in my mama house
bro smoke backwoods, he smokin’ lumber out
lil’ 4gz in that b-tch, n-gga smoke it out
big bro, he the only one rollin’ though
no sheets but i’m smokin [?]
in this b-tch so high with lil’ romeo
cause’ lil’ bro do everything og do
with grip, he shoot n-ggas like freethrow
n-gga see red like [?]
i like countin’ up these 50’s like [?]
dummy throw a fit, while i’m puttin’ in a cheat code
n-ggas ain’t better than me though
[chorus]
you wasn’t f-ckin’ with me but i’m good now
it’s lil’ hood i’m in the hood now
so many plays i ain’t countin’ these touchdowns
i see what you got, baby bust it out
lil’ bro don’t listen to me, he gon’ figure out
dumb n-gga playin’, i’m the only one serving’
i’m in la and i don’t know my purpose
only happens when i do me, kyrie irving
them boy’s deep back, then a [?]
i got these opps, emotion on nervous
yeah, i sorted a 8th right now
b-tch cooked bad, but i ate for i left the house
i don’t wanna brag bout it, i got a hunnid count’s
look at my pockets, man sh-t be runnin’ out
why do you think, i’m out way when i’m at the house
whatchu’ talmout? this that guap, i lay that sh-t out
n-gga’s a’ drug bust for alot
and n-ggas is tweakin, i’m only on pot
and n-ggas is tweakin, he only know comma’s
and that girl too freaky, she only want c-ck

[verse]
d-mn, wait, huh
put that sh-t in my ride, this [?]
i think i need two cars and more things
runnin on me i tried to get ahead
b-tch wanna tap, but i don’t wanna dance
i’m smokin’ on 7, i’m stuck in pm’s
my b-tch don’t do bando, she one of them
have you ever bought a foreign car through the ban?
cause the n-ggas at the ban ain’t never seen a band
you know they would take you down for one of them
better not be no b-tch, never be one of them
i got a bl!ck it would open his head
[outro]
d-mn, long as n-ggas here we the only one standin’
i got a cap like we work at the deli
i got a spliff put out in the back right now but in a minute i’m gon’ get dizzy
two hands down i’ma make this sh-t busy

(je crois qu’apres avoir vu ca, on peut mourir tranquil)

- boofpaxkmooky

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