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letra de spooky freestyle - cardo got wings & samara cyn

[intro: samara cyn]
yeah, woah, yeah, woah
yeah, yeah, yeah, woah
yeah, nah, okay
yeah, okay, okay, okay
okay, yeah

[chorus: samara cyn]
they love it when i talk my sh-t
they love it when i talk my sh-t, godd-mn
they love it when i talk my sh-t
they love it when i talk my sh-t, god—
they love it when i talk my sh-t
they gon’ love it when i talk my sh-t (godd-mn)
they love it when i talk my sh-t, god—
they love it when i talk like this

[verse 1: samara cyn]
i’m the definition, you a synonym
everybody wanna be like cyn and ’em
mowin’ down your favorite b-tch at two and ten
in a matte black, no windows tintеd
i want y’all seein’ this sh-t
i’ma real-life flip with this sh-t
i’m a star, give you somеthin’ to see, give you somethin’ to be
talk sweet, southern belle with this sh-t, hennessy with my tea (b-tch)
start mackin’ n-ggas, would that mean i, would that mean i’m tea?
your n-gga f-ckin’ with it, that mean i’m tea
made a movie with him, tnc
fresh focus, i’m dnd
dog in me like tde
foldin’ n-ggas like p. diddy
hold on, okay, my bad, hold on
wait, i want a big dog, push pit me, y’all n-ggas all bark, we don’t wanna hear b-tching (shut up)
big move in five years with a vision, i ain’t had no sleep, so my contacts itching
i’m feelin’ real uh in this b-tch, i’m feelin’ like the man in this b-tch
sparkle suit, i’m a boon like benson
might get a n-gga pretty, then ditch him (f-ck-ass n-gga)
haha, hold on, haha, wait (b-tch, ayy)
[chorus: samara cyn]
they love it when i talk my sh-t
they love it when i talk my sh-t, godd-mn
they love it when i talk my sh-t
they love it when i talk my sh-t, god—
they love it when i talk my sh-t
they gon’ love it when i talk my sh-t (godd-mn)
they love it when i talk my sh-t, god— (cardo)
they love it when i talk like this

[verse 2: samara cyn]
ain’t wanna be kin when i had my hand out, now folks wanna mention
how they know me in school, how they, oh my god, just always knew i would blew
hundred stacks in my lap while i’m sittin’ at the pool
flip over another stack, round two
i don’t get in the water, b-tch, my fit too cool (huh)
yeah, b-tch, my fit too cool, uh
i drip, i don’t swim
walk tough, n-gga, look, who is him?
y’all soft, all cap, no brim
big baddie, f-ck these n-ggas, too trim (trim)
if he tell you he my n-gga, he a lie (uh)
if he double down on it, he a fiend
not mine if i don’t bring him outside
y’all n-ggas ain’t pimpin’, y’all n-ggas just wh0res
only thing y’all pushin’ is p
only thing y’all pushin’ is p
only thing y’all pushin’ is p, hahaha
[outro: samara cyn]
yeah, okay, woah
okay
yeah, yeah, yeah
man, cardo hit me for this verse
and n-gga say, “you gotta turn this sh-t in in two days”
i said, “two days? motherf-cker, godd-mn”
this n-gga gon’ be like, “uh, i raised by a black woman, y’all can do anything”
i said, “you know what, you right”

- cardo got wings samara cyn

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