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letra de stay schemin remix - c pac

(intro)
r.i.p. to all my family members who have p-ssed away, and also to my friends. i still think about you guys every day and night. someday we’ll finally meet back up again. here we go
(verse 1)
don’t ask me about what i do, none of your business, go about it and make me put it on you
all day and night i never stop workin’ and these hoes with their big -sses never stop twerkin’
all in the club and rubbing your -ss against guys and when they tell their girlfriend it’s nothin’ but full of lies
and as you’re wasting your time you’re also wasting mine, stop pretending what you’re doing lookin’ like a little f-ckin’ mime!
i ain’t jokin’ around this is like my job, give me five minutes then we can meet in the lob, got a bunch of mean people behind me like a mob, just eating this track up you could clean up the slob
i take this sh-t seriously, and f-ck you to all who mimic me, stupid -ss p-ssies who don’t know what you’re doin’, you’re just mad because you’re losin’, even if it’s a bad day i’ll still be boozin’
the weed too loud i just awoke the beast, i eat her out i call it a feast, i ain’t a virgin, i’m just submergin’, if i’m dirty clean me off like some detergent
i just keep moving forward and progressing, i remember those nights where i see some girls undressing, oh wait, those nights still happen i be tappin’ that -ss it makes me sound like i’m clappin’
(chorus)
nawh i don’t do choruses, i’m not good at those you know what i’m saying? i was really feeling it right there. okay, i’m coming back, let’s go
(verse 2)
smoke in the air, makes me feel good and that isn’t rare, get high occasionally with that strong, take it once and then take it twice you can’t go wrong
when i’m at parties it’s all about the drinkin’, catch all the eyes blinkin’, the area is geekin’, take a b-tch into the bedroom later do it again in the restroom, it doesn’t get better if you get her in her best mood
shout out to my girl p dizzle, if it doesn’t rain hard then it ain’t a drizzle, i’m droppin’ bombs over this track like f-ckin’ missiles, and this thing ain’t over until the fat lady whistles
now after the next pause i’d like to tell a story, it could be for you and it could be for me, b-tches think i’m cute so they adore me, i’m a happy little kid a bad story never tore me!
(chorus 2)
as i said i don’t do choruses, but when i start rappin’ again, i’m gunna tell you a story that actually happened in my life, and i wasn’t the happiest little kid anymore
(verse 3)
i miss you a lot ian, just imagine what you could be seein’, and when you lost your life it almost had me not breathin’
it was just one stupid car crash into a telephone pole and in that instant i had a whip lash
the roads were icy, the driver should of knew, times were gettin’ dicey, and only left a few, livin’ for that one more second and when they saw you through the windshield it left them in reckon
just this time, you didn’t buckle talk about one in a million you had people beffuddled
of how strange things like this come so true, and it is gunna be hard not to remember you
a smart kid comin’ out of high school, his dream was to make it to college and to keep it cool
he had a successful future i could tell, but too bad heaven saved him by the bell

- c pac

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