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letra de bands - cap'n carl

{chorus: cap’n carl}
wake up in the mornin’ feelin’ like a new man
lookin’ out the window, see a 150 bands
all my raps slap, but i’m not chris brown
lookin’ at my wallet, know you’re jealous by your frown
the name’s cap’n and i might steal yo b-tch
call me dasani, cause i make her drip drip
teaming up with pres and you know we h-lla rich
turns out this rap game might be my niche

{interlude: ernie johnson}
and now lets move on to the presentation of our jordan player of the game, pres

{verse 1: pres}
i got hundred-milli in the motherf-ckin’ bank (ka-ching)
you ridin’ with captain, better watch out for the plank (plank)
sippin’ on that lean with a rollie on my wrist
askin’ me for diamonds as big as my d-mn fist
call me pres, cause i make this sh-t look to easy
look down at my feet, and see a pair of yeezy’s (yeezy’s)
now let me hop out my motherf-ckin’ rover
as soon as she see me, she already bendin’ over
look at me, i’m blessed, you see how i’m livin’
crossin’ up these hoes like i’m allen iverson
yeah carl got me here, this ain’t my last track
boppin’ in my bentley (kachow), you know i’ll be back

{chorus: cap’n carl}
wake up in the mornin’ feelin’ like a new man
lookin’ out the window, see a 150 bands
all my raps slap, but i’m not chris brown
lookin’ at my wallet, know you’re jealous by your frown
the name’s cap’n and i might steal yo b-tch
call me desani, cause i make her drip drip
teaming up with stew and you know we h-lla rich
turns out this rap game might be my nitch

{verse 2: stew}
(c-stew on the track, cuh)
(grrrrrrra)
(grrrrrrra)
(excursion)

roll up to your house, in my raf royce
i play with girls’ t-tties, but not by choice
they sit on this d-ck and they can’t hop off
i grind with intention baby, never slack off
when i step on the scene, the party lights up
i say to the man, “yo dawg, fill my cup”
i stay up all night, give me mum a fright
she come downstairs and say, “connor it’s light”

{chorus: cap’n carl}
wake up in the mornin’ feelin’ like a new man
lookin’ out the window, see a 150 bands
all my raps slap, but i’m not chris brown
lookin’ at my wallet, know you’re jealous by your frown
the name’s cap’n and i might steal yo b-tch
call me desani, cause i make her drip drip
rappin’ with my boys and we keep the party lit
hand us the aux and we’ll play our own sh-t

{verse 3: stew}
parkour like rashaun
these hoes are like p-wns
call me at night
i’m gettin’ up tight
b-tch i don’t care
get out of my hair
i’m cookin’ with the boys
and we makin’ some noise

{outro: pres and stew}

(pres) yo stew, you k!lled that track big fella
(stew) thanks yo, al
(stew) we’ll be back, junior year
(pres) pres yo, presidential pardon
(stew) stew, out

- capn carl

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