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letra de lay low - cbrand

[intro]
a, a, a
cbrand

[verse]
i wanna lay low but these n-ggas won’t let me (they don’t wanna lay low)
they talk to your x’s and laugh i’d all cool (and laugh i’d all)
ah don’t really know why you worry bout’ me (ah don’t really really know)
ah don’t think of you, but you think about me (ah don’t really really think of you)
today for you, tomorow for me (tomorow for me)
tomorrow for mee… (me)

[bridge]
boy why you worry, worry bout me (why)
you waisting your little little time (time)
i’m doing what ah gat to do
u choose what you wanna do
i just wanna be in the fast lane, don’t waist ma time
boy why you worry, worry bout me (why)
you waisting your little little time (time)
i’m doing what ah gat to do
u choose what you wanna do
i just wanna be in the fast lane

[verse]
blowing mary jane everyday
singing amazing grace
boy don’t worry bout me
ma recipe dope, no lil yatchy
i came with a big boat bouncing flows
boy we crewed up, is team work innit
evergreen winnin’, we ain’t no running away cause we came here to stay
who flows the nicest let the girls slay
me, cbrand the realest
big head ugly -ss boy you just a tool
am running this race, boy you just a fool
am filling up the riffle you f-ck boys dead
you not ma rival why you being dummy
he say ”she say” why you acting corny, bizarre boy you funny
rats, am from sierra leone where big booty bounce no plastic
i’m used to girls, no magic, if am charming.. or s-xy
girls love 6 packs and rocky
no “asap” ah mean rocky
small booty, wide smile rock it
i’ve been elevating, like am a rocket
white girls swing on the poles, i gat the bottles
pills on pills,yeah,she f-cking savage
she don’t f-ck f-ckboys,she paid hommage
crack in the g string, she gat her own luggage
caen city, all i wanna do is the music
young king from africa, here is the dream is
crossing the obstacles to prevail this
but you little f-ck n-ggas wanna judge me
trow the first stone if you perfect
life is a race, you not perfect
ah stay on ma grind, ah don’t block sh-t
you crossing your line, you saying sh-t
ma ex said it, and you don’t mean sh-t
you acting crip, doing gang sign
i’have been gang banging since a baby
ma little n-gga jd, wavey
west side till we die baby
ah p-ss on your grave, when it come to war
clapping faces, ma daily cases
red rags chucky, red laces
i’m a real n-gga
boy you a disgrace, to this race
flippin’ you lips like a d-ck sucker
in a real life, you a big ducker
evergreen evergreen in your area
cbrand, on the stereo
k!lling fake rappers, gat to burry them
ah be on the beat
like i marry them, n-gga
like i marry them, n-gga (hihi)

- cbrand

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