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letra de 20k - chris travis

[produced by willie g]

[verse: chris travis]
i got b-tches on my back
twenty racks up in my bag
pull up at your f-cking show and turn your -ss into a fad
i’ma go like i do, smoke my woods, f-cking shoot
pull up my hood, drop my coupe
f-cked your b-tch without the roof
f-ck n-gg- i’m the truth
who they picking, me or you?
sippin on brew i’m like hot soup
b-tch these rick owens ain’t no more boosts
i get high, i might
she gon’ ride this like a bike
f-ck her all day and night, get the f-ck up out my life
aye, get the f-ck up out my life
you can’t seem to do nothing right
you should just follow the light
and it’s heading to the dark
which is coming towards me
i’m a dread head young n-gg- from tennessee
bet i beat beat beat
bust on walls, she a freak
watch her speak, she a goddess, yes a queen, yes a queen
what it was, i don’t give a f-ck
stand up for your people it don’t matter blue or blood
please don’t stay afloat even if it ever flood
diamonds on my motherf-ckin’ body and they love
aye, what the f-ck, i don’t give a f-ck
drop the whole party then i left off in a bus
what the f-ck, i don’t give a f-ck
drop the whole party then i left off in a bus

- chris travis

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