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letra de larry bird - circleain

[intro]
i can’t settle with 2, yeah i need me an and-1
underwater, b-tch i’m tanked up, i feel like i’m antoine
i go harder than you and i ain’t even in my jupon
hit a f-ckin’ homerun in this b-tch just like a sandlot
dj ca$hface…
i’m ballin’ out like larry bird
yeah i’m ballin’ out
… far away from life!

[chorus]
yeah, in the field, b-tch i got that vacuum seal
off the lot i f-ckin’ peel
all this d-mn money i wield
way down in the south and i be eating on some f-cking creole
b-tch i’m off that vacuum seal and i’m ballin’ out like larry bird

[verse 1]
whippin’ in a subi off the gas, yeah that’s a scary turf
bl–dy mary scream that sh-t, and then i steal her f-ckin’ purse
cutter on me in the am, i just popped up out the he-rs-
yeah b-tch i’m on f-ckin’ dirt, i be shooting like i’m dirk
i’m like a maverick, i’m wreaking havoc, turn you straight to ashes
20/20 vision, please, i’ll still jugg yo glasses
jump like a rabbit, i let ’em have it, i’m popping at ’em (go, go, go)
now yo b-tch all up on me, and i’m getting at it
i must be a money addict (money addict)
i be getting to it daily yeah this sh-t’s a f-cking habit
i’m out in my diesel jacket (but it ain’t cold)
got the diesel on me and i’m smoking through it like it’s hash b-tch
[chorus]
yeah, in the field, b-tch i got that vacuum seal
off the lot i f-ckin’ peel
all this d-mn money i wield
way down in the south and i be eating on some f-cking creole
b-tch i’m off that vacuum seal and i’m ballin’ out like larry bird
i can’t settle with 2, yeah i need me an and-1
underwater, b-tch i’m tanked up, i feel like i’m antoine
i go harder than you and i ain’t even in my jupon
hit a f-ckin’ homerun in this b-tch just like a sandlot

[verse 2]
post up, i can’t be seen with you just like “oh nah”
ion want anything to do with it just like coleslaw
cold and i’m posted with the ice i’m like a d-mn sloth
i need me some tin cookies home made from yo grandma

[outro]
no, mama!
there’s no hope for him now travis, he’s seven, you know we’ve got to do it
i know, mama
he was my dog, i’ll do it

- circleain

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