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letra de rotation - bossman dlow

[intro]
h-llo? (h-llo?)
yeah
what’s up, bro?
yeah, what you say you got again?
three-forty
say you got what?
mmm?
got what?
three-forty
(wait, hold on, this dental?)
skrrt, big za (yup, yup)
mhm, yeah (yup)
like that (yup), uh

[chorus]
you ready to die about that b-tch, i know you silly (silly)
i fell in love with turo, i just got the rover tinted (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
i got two for two, come get both of these b-tches (brrrt)
i’m in rotation like some rotisserie chicken, n-gga (n-gga)

[verse]
kick his p-ssy ass out the circle, i know he snitchin’ (p-ssy)
i could’ve watched you do it, i still don’t know who did it (uh)
treat that foreign like a new apartment, i’m movin’ in it
he spreadin’ eight hundred dollars like we don’t know he trippin’ (broke-ass n-gga)
uh, he must think he got a check (haha)
ho, i’m steppin’ on they neck, all my pockets look like shrek, n-gga (n-gga)
you got two choices, you could be mad or respect it, n-gga (which one, n-gga?)
i’m countin’ cheddar in that tesla, this ain’t no lexus, n-gga (ain’t no lexus, n-gga)
he broker than a b-tch, how the f-ck you call that steppin’, n-gga? (f-ck you steppin’, n-gga? wait, hold on, this dental?)
i got out of bed and had power plays for breakfast, n-gga (brrt)
see, gettin’ money plus stuntin’ equals n-ggas hatin’ (n-ggas hatin’)
i was strugglin’, got some money and solved my situation (yup)
i’m the type of n-gga make a million, still be juggilatin’ (trap n-gga)
street n-gga, can’t post no pictures, they investigatin’ (f-ck trolls)
uh, oh, he ain’t servin’ nothin’
i can teach you squares how to cut these circles up, uh (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
stackin’ hundreds, road runnin’, come and learn from us (yup)
white bimmer, red interior, smokin’ purple runtz, uh
d-ck got a hundred, man, f-ck it, i’m pullin’ up, uh
you made fifteen hundred? don’t even show me, put it up, uh (put that sh-t up, n-gga)
i’m in that— this b-tch sound like a dually truck, uh (skrrt)
he tryna fade me ’cause i had his lady tooted up
face down, ass up, i’m tryna paint this b-tch
double cup, keep your lean, i don’t drink that sh-t (i don’t drink that sh-t)
gotta stand on business in these streets, n-gga’ll take your sh-t (wait, hold on, this dental? let me get that)
i don’t want no f-ck n-ggas ’round me, i can’t fake with jit (nope)
[chorus]
you ready to die about that b-tch, i know you silly (silly-ass)
i fell in love with turo, i just got the rover tinted, uh (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
i got two for two, come get both of these b-tches, uh (both of ’em, n-gga)
i’m in rotation like some rotisserie chicken, n-gga (n-gga)

- bossman dlow

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