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letra de pumpin head - ceo trayle

[chorus]
b-tch, happy halloween, i’m smokin’ that pumpkin head, she say, “hey, bighead”
yeah, got a switch for him, yeah, i make sure he dead
yeah, know my lil’ b-tch havin’ pape’, she havin’ navy fed
yeah, thinkin’ i’ma buy this b-tch a purse just ’cause lil baby did?
told a b-tch i come for the vibes, but i might stay for head
backdoor 50, get rich or die tryin’, n-gga, i can’t be dead
lil’ bro told me they ain’t finna slide, they finna spin again (yeah)
havin’ pills in the cabinet, ‘bows in the den

[verse]
yeah, n-gga, i come through trim, uh, n-gga, i come through trim
know that money grow on trees, uh, i chopped off a limb
n-gga, no, i’m not marlon wayans, but big backdoor him
told 65 to mix this sh-t, send my bruh the stems
b-tch, you know big backdoor trim, uh, bought that b-tch some skims
you can come get these bags from me, uh, got no seeds or stems
bad b-tch, she go double c’s, let’s go home and make a film
hit the stu’ and cut the door, make sure the lights is dim
mm, got that dope for your veins, uh, twos and fours of drank
bad b-tch get geeked up and she paint, she got a pretty face to paint
tell my son that he can do it, i’ll never let him say he can’t
brother in prison with a shank, roll down the window, smell the dank
n-gga said that he was gon’ slap backdoor, turns out that he ain’t
n-gga said that he was gon’ take backdoor, he died for a chain
in this maybach big body, but this b-tch still hydroplane
we was just smokin’ the hydroponic, my lil’ cousin call it pain
if she f-cked up ’bout lil wop, i can feel my brother pain
n-gga, rest in peace to y, i’ma keep doin’ this for the gang
had real ‘bows the f-ckin’ world, n-gga, p-a-c-k, ayy
i gotta be backdoor, that sh-t in my dna
drop my b-tch off at her spot, gotta go and make this play
uh, bought the b-tch a bracelet from pandora, her b-day
but my main b-tch get that elliot or eliantte
we go fevzi for backdoor, we go wafi for the gang
ooh, i’m alex mossin’ it, was randy mossin’ it
b-tch, just look at my left wrist, yeah, this sh-t cost a brick
ooh, she sensitive, b-tch can’t tell i’m talkin’ sh-t
and, n-gga, i’m runnin’ sh-t, yeah, i’m big boss and sh-t, it’s 4
[chorus]
b-tch, happy halloween, i’m smokin’ that pumpkin head, she say, “hey, bighead”
yeah, got a switch for him, yeah, i make sure he dead
yeah, know my lil’ b-tch havin’ pape’, she havin’ navy fed
yeah, thinkin’ i’ma buy this b-tch a purse just ’cause lil baby did?
told a b-tch i come for the vibes, but i might stay for head
backdoor 50, get rich or die tryin’, n-gga, i can’t be dead
lil’ bro told me they ain’t finna slide, they finna spin again (yeah)
havin’ pills in the cabinet, ‘bows in the den

- ceo trayle

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