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letra de poppin' wheelies - ciscero

[intro: ciscero]
i’m not a kid anymore, yah
yah, i’m not a kid anymore
some days i wish i was a kid again
[?]

[verse 1: ciscero]
bruh, it was a fine stay, it was a 9-6 but it was a h-ll of a time
i finalize these high school days, [?]
oh gosh, jasmine had the booty of a goddess, and br–sts the size of fine print
my mind shifts, mr. wheeler had a n-gga on lunch duty, we had -ssigned shifts
and if there was a way out, we had to find it
long nights of anarchy, wrestling
and the grand marquis, was the whip, first one for my man josh, [?]
[?]
i had them uh, cool new buckets, two loose hussies
three wheel n-ggas, two cool buses i would ride on
we goin’ hard like ride-on, we don’t care what people say, that was my song
always wanted to ride on that python, that king’s the minion
but a n-gga never had the bread to, and you was the man if you would touch her thigh and she’d let you
r.i.p. to my man ‘twaun, won’t forget you
right after second period, what that ‘sesh do?
[?], yellow timbs
couldn’t dunk, n-ggas grabbin’ at the rim
duckin’ all them administrators, so ms. [?] let us in

[chorus: sugg savage and ciscero]
back in the day, back in the, back in the day
whole bunch ‘a sh-t, rollin’ with the chicks
back in the day, back in the, back in the day
back in the days, in the days, in the days
back in the day, back in the, back in the day
whole bunch ‘a sh-t, rollin’ with the chicks
back in the day, back in the, back in the day
back in the days, in the days, in the days
back in the day, back in the, back in the day
whole bunch ‘a sh-t, rollin’ with the chicks
back in the day, back in the, back in the day
back in the days, in the days, in the days
back in the day, back in the day
whole bunch ‘a sh-t, rollin’ with the chicks
back in the days, in the days, in the days, yah

[verse 2: sugg savage]
chronic nostalgi-atic, my alter-ego she [?]
frantic, sugar-addicted, [?], verbal afflicted
sat in the front of the bus ‘cause the back of the bus was just for the cool kids
and that was the rules then
a ruler could measure the f-cks given, splendid, living with a super-villain
stupid vision, consequence, of the television [?]
you was sippin’ [?] as a weapon
random [?], lessons that get me through my adolescence
who knew i bullsh-t through high school?
knee-highs, i skipped, i broke the rules
[?]
[?] was still news to me before i only played my e-m-o before emojis
know me, better than daddy did, i’d rather it
i’m a grown–ss kid, i’m f-ckin’ twenty-two, and i’m [?]
this sh-t, is this the norm?
for whom i [?]

- ciscero

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