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letra de american deli - chavo

[intro: coi leray & chavo]
i can see, baby, i see
baby, i said, i said, baby, you know i said i see
you know that’s what i see
yeah
yeah, yeah, check, yeah
(yo, pi’erre, you wanna come out here?)

[chorus: chavo & coi leray]
i told cc i left at [?] at eight and she gon’ swing through in the bentley
i’ma pull up in the coupe, run down on these n-ggas and air this b-tch out ’til it’s empty
half a roxy and some wockhardt
american deli, let’s get us a ten-piece
murder bravado, 24 on the whips but i bet these b-tches gon’ hold a whole fifty
murder for hire, 45 on my waist, f-ck a case if i sell him, i’ll zip you
yeah, i ain’t the same no more
we don’t numb the pain no more

[verse 1: coi leray]
couple n-ggas switched it up
still won’t come around, b-tch, you ain’t gang no more
i bet these b-tches won’t catch me lacking
tell your n-gga i said what’s happening
he slid in my dms and [?] don’t act like i ain’t know what happened
baby, i know i’m too much for you
baby, don’t get too comfortable
step in this b-tch [?]
the p-ssy so wet it’s like soup
it’s like ooh, it’s like water
ice on my wrist, it’s water
broke b-tches not my aura
turnt in this b-tch, gon’ pour it
couple thou’, b-tches gon’ throw it
my bro said he need a couple racks, i hit baby boy but just don’t blow it
he said this gon’ hold him over
i said baby boy, take over
(yo, pi’erre, you wanna come out here?)
[chorus: chavo & coi leray]
i told cc i left at [?] at eight and she gon’ swing through in the bentley
i’ma pull up in the coupe, run down on these n-ggas and air this b-tch out ’til it’s empty
half a roxy and some wockhardt
american deli, let’s get us a ten-piece
murder bravado, 24 on the whips but i bet these b-tches gon’ hold a whole fifty
murder for hire, 45 on my waist, f-ck a case if i sell him, i’ll zip you
yeah, i ain’t the same no more
we don’t numb the pain no more

[verse 2: chavo]
yeah, biscotti too hotty, we smoke in the lobby
they kick us out, we get it poppin’
i’m up at the [?] they found out which i’m room i’m in, they gon’ be suckin’ and swallowin’
i’m fully-equipped when i’m up in the mall
don’t end up get shot when i’m shoppin’
the glizzy is with me when i’m in your city, i keep it on me for precuation
the cullinan shaped like a yacht or a boat, she got inside it and got carsick
my young n-gga won’t think about wiping your nose, he having more sticks than guitar center
he hit him and left him on side of the road, and that was big bro, [?]
i walk [?] with a whole bunch of gold, that’s how i’m full out of cough syrup

- chavo

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