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letra de onyx - camoflaw

(intro)
what you talking ’bout
what you talking ’bout
what’s on your d-mn mind
girl you so fine
what you talking ’bout, lil b-tch
what you talking ’bout
that i had it, oh, ahhh

(camoflaw)
franklins on me, no gta
bad ass b-tch, but i don’t pda
i don’t sound like n0body, no we can’t relate
hey, hey
hey, i been independent, we give out the message
you don’t get the message if you riding rentals
i got the blood on my body like i’m ryan reynolds
she a baddie, but she only likes ryan reynolds
b-tch, i go dumby in this b-tch, yes sir
i can’t the name the last time that i missed no sir
we be keeping all the wock in the fridge, sipping syrup
a lot of diamonds on my patek, rеally make my wrist hurt
you can’t k!ll the don, he camе with a lead pencil
i make all this sh-t on my own, check the credentials
only need the p-ssy and money, my essentials
who’s the last b-tch that i f-cked, confidential
this a ghost or a phantom
i hold that sh-t for ransom
f-ck the p-ssy call her madam
put that ring on her like saturn
put the d-ck in, make it fatter
i been getting it in, im a master
at the tippy top, like the ladder
(hook)
don’t be handing out no money, you a budget
you can send me all yo songs i won’t f-ck with it
when i feature on yo sh-t, look like you be on it
big rocks around my neck, so i call it onyx

(verse 2)
new beamer, new ride, i already bought it
i ain’t a rapper, naw, i’m a different type of artist
cause i know everybody saying i’m the hardest
but i’m humble, you know i stay modest
who you messing with? me? with the big chains?
big range, small gang, yeah they know my sh-t bang
f-ck around and spray paint the new range to all gray
i’m sw-ngin’ out on venice boulevard, that’s the gangland
that’s the gangland, but its the matrix
i got a fake b-tch, who needs her face l!cked
i need my sh-t off, i need the big rocks
that says happy birthday every time i lift off
how much yo sh-t cost, probably not much
i give you that soft touch, you give me that shoulder shrug
i give you that uh uh, you give me that yea yea
oh yeah so wassup? you don’t talk huh

(verse 3)
halloween season, i been chilling with the gravediggers
lots of ammunition, make you sleepy like some paink!llers
tried to put me down, but every time i only came bigger
i just cashed the check, my bank account got like 8 figures
i been super sleazy in my mercedes benzo
trynna tell the difference from my side and my main hoe
they both gave me h-lla hickeys, one of them got chains on
other one i let her wear the jewelry that i paid for
you ain’t on my level b-tch, get up out my zone
tried to diss me, tried to ghost me, i will never give a f-ck hoe
i got about like 1, 2, 3, different chains on
let her hit it back to back, i f-cked her in the same clothes
i f-cked the b-tch, front to back
you know i had fun with that
i’m lowkey in love with that
if the p-ssy weak i send it back
hit you good no thumbtack, i really hit the spot
this d-ck game gave her hunchback, she can’t even walk

- camoflaw

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