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letra de poetry jam - ciscero

[intro]
for the 2020
and beyond
what’cha want

[verse 1 – ciscero]
aye mister funky man, kicking it on a 100 channels
n-ggas bump me in
i’m hard as rocky marciano, man my ankle swollen
i’m dodging all them thirst traps, they tryna think they hoeing
but i know you ain’t on that
aye shoutout all my n-ggas in it from maryland to flatbush
and vacant love to all my -unknown- cause that was really -unknown-
that booty had me like
that booty had me like that board of school that dude to roll into
that booty had me nice
i got the booty and her booty but that booty had me twice
to it felt like i could change the world
that booty had me siced
i grew up, brought my crew up, and lighting my dula
like a tulip, these n-ggas bloom bruh
i feel like a ruler or a emperor
temporarily until he sent the sun and told me to -unknown- and give him all the message done
-unknown-
if y’all n-ggas ain’t talk ’bout large money
what’s the point
[hook]
this just a poetry jam
i don’t got friends, i got fam
young n-gga from the motherland
the brightness that come from the man
this just a poetry jam
i don’t got friends, i got fam
young n-gga from the motherland
the brightness that come from the man

[verse 2 – foggieraw]
this is not a migos song i ain’t ad-libbing
nostalgic feels i’m establishing
thrift store n-gga, but i mix it with the raf simons
on the block getting mobbed by the pretty womens
this ain’t the ryan leslie show you can’t get a diamond
fade away on all you hoes like gianna bryant
if i had a daughter i would teach her how to k!ll in silence
like a mamba pray times still vibrant
but how yo daddy taught you
i knew that when you got older, you was gone drop 82
get on any beat that they put me on, know the flow would catch you
i was blessed by the holy one, i didn’t have to at you
“yessir”
i got a 007 presence, i know the white girls chase me
they get the 007th heaven
maryland n-gga the state i’m in very pleasant
it’s a difference between a gift and a present (look) wassup
[bridge – foggieraw]
this just a poetry jam
i don’t got friends, i got fam
young n-gga from the motherland
the drip that comes from the kicks in j-pan

[hook]
this just a poetry jam
i don’t got friends, i got fam
young n-gga from the motherland
the brightness that come from the man
this just a poetry jam
i don’t got friends, i got fam
young n-gga from the motherland
the brightness that come from the man
this just a poetry jam
i don’t got friends, i got fam
young n-gga from the motherland
the brightness that come from the man

[outro]
for the 2020
and beyond
what’cha want

- ciscero

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