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letra de yen 47 - bukkweat bill

[verse 1]
i do a little dirt, smoke a lot of weed
got a blunt in each hand, palm trees
got a dope d-ck, call it a crack pipe
i put it asleep n-gga, nightlight
put some cash on it if you ’bout that
i’m ’bout whatever, it’s whatever, you can count that
i’m in the club but i’m rocking all black though
skinny pants, but my pockets on fat joe
n-ggas know i light the sh-t on the best beats
real smooth, make a move like a chess piece
bad b-tches and they friends wanna do me
fame got them boys with me dog, like snoopy
i’m a whole ‘nother n-gga when it comes recording
flow will never go out of style like jordan’s
right, rude boy, down south dread head
i k!ll this sh-t n-gga, death bed

[hook]
whole lotta’ money, whole lotta’ money
hoes got it for me, d-ck up in her tummy
i can feel it coming, today gon’ be sunny
flow so sick leave a n-gga nose running
got a whole lotta’ money, whole lotta’ money
swag on dummy, i can feel it coming
she been acting funny, so i’ma f-ck her buddy
cause i’m a young n-gga with a whole lotta’ money

[verse 2]
if life is a gamble, i’m just rolling dice
i’m hot as a candle, can you see the light?
young wild jit get head like crew cut
mr. clean and her mouth like toothbrush
leave me alone, i just need a minute
can’t pay attention, too quick to spend it
weed so loud, it’s hard to listen
i’m so baked, without a kitchen
fist full of cash, i just might throw it
kush in the bag, i know who grow it
see i blow up, you just blow it
my sh-t ride, you ain’t gotta tow it
f-cking wasn’t nothing, i don’t gotta date her
i get head, that’s a no brainer
swag so gone you will never get close
when it comes to the bread i go hard, toast

[hook]

- bukkweat bill

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