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letra de fly shit - chris castello

[verse 1:chris castello]
wait hold on
where we at again? yo i feel so d-mn gone
girl i’m grown
i know i look young, but please p-ss the patron
girl it’s on
while you at it, put your number in my phone
and if you down we can continue this conversation at home
i ain’t in a rush, no baby i ain’t in a hurry
but i’m feeling kinda faded and the lights are getting blurry
i’m looking at my watch, it’s only 11:30
plus i got a couple rides home, honey. you ain’t gotta worry
cause ballin, ballin, ballin, big ballin is my hobby
we came up to the v.i.p straight through the f-ckin lobby
i’m here with donzy donzy. we looking for some hotties
and we just here to party, we nah guh trouble n0body
and i, i, i, i, i heard they want that nice sh-t
your teacher ain’t around, but we always supply it
and my sh-t, they wishing they could but it
your ex isn’t a pilot, he don’t know about fly sh-t

[verse 2:donzy donavin]
nah, see he don’t know nothing bout it
the room getting couldy, smoking loud
turn up the volume
rollin, i’m rollin, yeah rollin with some g’s
she hope to god for me, yeah i’m smoking and i’m gone
she bust that liquor open, ye its open now we pour it
bang load it, bang hold it, bang stop, bang drop, rain drops
flyer than hanc-ck, yeah and any other man dawg
hands on, i’m the best hands down
your styles hands off. lay down, lay down
the d-mn shots ringing, but we don’t give a what?!
cause we high while we drinkin, got the kush for my system
got henney in my system, see i diss em and they kiss me
and i think thats why they listen
she make that thing pop when i blow into her whistle
that’s why i’m so official, n-gga
check the rules. my resume’s a renegade
and my record too. this is what the special do. (woo)
grab the heat, load it up and then give the best to you, what?
nothing that you do’s tough
i’m high in the mall and she follow with her b00bs up
dreams of a poster boy, life of a baller
smoke my weed today cause we might be gone tomorrow
we are not equal, not the same people
you can call me if you want me, but i don’t think that i need you
i just can’t believe you. we too smart
roof off. she stand on her toes with her shoes off
i do what i’m supposed to do
young don, yeah i bend her like a yoga move
i used to feel comfortable approaching you
but now i’m on that fly sh-t. good riddance
a kings words are timeless. the finest

- chris castello

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