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letra de walkdown freestyle - brezden

[intro]
yeah (woah)

[verse]
i got a sprite and i turn that b-tch muddy
i’m finna f-ck shawty, she bringin’ her buddy
if you run up on me, you endin’ up bl–dy
i was geekin’ in school, i ain’t had time to study
she keep poppin’ xan’, that b-tch is a druggie
i can’t be your man, i can’t be your hubby
that engine got horses like it was a buggie
b-tch, i’m a shark, you a motherf-ckin’ guppy
full grown pit, you a motherf-ckin’ puppy
she suckin’ d-ck, why she actin’ so sl-tty?
you had her lucky, you not in your duffy
you f-cked up, ha, trust me (yup)
she off one piece and she geekin’ like luffy
i do not work yet but i’m rockin’ [?]
she want benihana’s, i take her to [?], lil’ wh0re
huh, i take a b-tch to that f-ckin’ mcdonald’s
i need eight figures, i’m focused on commas
you was at school, i was f-ckin’ yo’ [?]
double r truck, i pull up like obama
that b-tch run in your crib and do you like osama
i’m rockin’ crocs, sippin’ wock’ in pajamas
i f-ck hеr then pass her, that’s hall of fame dimеr (2k)
[?] shoot it like [?]
my b-tch goin’ stupid but givin’ me brain
[?] keep a mask, keep walkin’ like [bangz?]
ayy, got sh-t in yo’ bag, it’s zero, you [dane?]
that pack gettin’ slammed, i’m feelin’ like cane
got [?] content, you come through the lane
you [?] that b-tch out, she was actin’ too lame
i told her shut up, she kept sayin’ my name
that b-tch had to go, she was bein’ annoyin’
i kicked that b-tch out like my name was [?]
we leave him good every day, i’m enjoyin’
i got some steppers, could have ’em deployin’
i know some scammers that get unemployment
i make a play, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout toyin’
i’m [?] f-ck like i’m boilin’
and you got two faces like coin flip
you got two faces, his head and his [tails/ears?]
if you run up then you catchin’ lettuce, [?] sh-lls
[?] my ear, i’m not catchin’ a l
chopstick on me, it’ll send him to h-ll (goodbye)
i had to grind, i ain’t wish him well
f-ck that lil’ b-tch, i ain’t wishin’ her well
comin’ up, i want a bricks and a scale
she suckin’ d-ck, she gon’ leak [?] (let’s go)
[?] and she thicker than sh-ll
i’m blowin’ on green, got a zip of some kale
he tried to run, walk him down and he fell
b-tch, i’m runnin’ up, i don’t think i could fail, well
whippin’ that scat like i’m dale
i’m pushin’ p, i’m a motherf-ckin’ player
i put it on, that’s a whole lotta layers
i’m drippin’, i got a whole lotta [?]
jacket, coat, shirt
she sniffin’ blow ’til her nose hurt (ugh!)
she tryna f-ck, i don’t know her
you can’t f-ck with me, you so hurt
i’m lockin’ sh-t like i’m gopher
double r truck, not a rover (that big body)
she f-ckin’ wit’ me, i’m so turnt
i cannot f-ck her, that ho hurt
ayy, my stick finna pit ’em, that b-tch gotta finish her
i’m talkin’ my sh-t like the motherf-ckin’ minister
i’m rockin’ all black, b-tch, i’m lookin’ too sinister (rick owens)
[?] my crib, bend her over and finish her
kicked outta school, motherf-ck the administor
take over your trap, we surround the perimiter
i’ma pop like a motherf-ckin’ visitor
i got ’em salty, she [?] (let’s go)

- brezden

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