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letra de where the weed at (part 1) - children we r

[patrick bateman]
(verse)
never thought i’d be selling my soul
more blood in my hands than five o
them mike browns them trayvon martins them eric garner’s my fault
two hund’ chinchillas my coat
that adam rib my hoes
that year supply of food and water of a starving kid is my clothes now
that kid soldier my gold
to teach you how is my role
to be like me and live today cause you know ain’t no tomorrow
them yeezy boots i just bought
that pay the life of pablo
and me just like any pablo
to f-cking cops “no hablo”
only talk with my lord
yeah
only to talk to my lord
on starry nights late night vincent van gogh
in my fast life
my dream wife
mich-lle pfeiffer elvira type
in my past life i was a pharaoh
had hoes all over cairo
b-tch now i’m here to claim on my thrown
they say there’s slim chances i blow
oh well there’s none but fine hoes at my shows
b-tch when i want someth’ i get someth’
i’m destined to f-ck b-tches and get money
my moschino hoes and my versace hotties that f-ck everybody
let’s get it

[patrick bateman]
bridge
(repeat x2)
drop top lambo
rapstar essentials
if this game diet c-ke than b-tch i’m the mento
strippers are rentals
gold chains mementos
them hoes know wussup
when i come they wear rain coats

(repeat x9)
f-ck b-tches get money

- children we r

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