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letra de i.g.t.s. - cee'lio

[verse 1]
i got the sauce
cee’lio is the boss
don’t mess with my boys
you weak, your choice
i can’t see you, the voice
if i fall, rejoice
what you rap, noise
got no brain, moyes
balling on this n-gg-s like i’m curry
curving all this hoes they want my money
little did they know i don’t got
i just want to bang i want their bodies
you little girl you going to cry
while i’m on sky i’m flying high
you keep on trying i don’t know why
pressure on you, too much psi

[bridge]
and i ain’t got no time to play with you mo’f-cker
i’m busy with your mom you can call me a mom f-cker
your girl is a hoe we call her the c-ck sucker
slide on that p-ssy and never use a f-cking rubber

[hook]
i got your b-tch on my junk
she’s addicted to my dong
eat her cucci like a bun
make it juicy like a
cause i got the sauce
i got the sauce
see i got the sauce
i got the sauce
i got the sauce
i got the… i got the… i got the…

[verse 2]
born and raised in moz
i wasn’t poor but also not rich
asked my dad for some stuff, he couldn’t give
but had food on table every f-cking week
so i didn’t complain much
just enjoyed my life and i had fun
a couple friends on the block !!!
we had our own vibe !!!
at 13 dreaming of own a m1
now the gang is grown up
k!lling all this n-gg-s no lie
i’m pitbull you’re a pup
if you try me, black eye
gotta ma n-gg- ney, backup
left hand 9mm bull’s eye
on my right hand teacup
i’m a hitman red tie

- ceelio

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