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letra de solange hair - cmdwn

[intro: lil yachty]
(lousy)
inside boys get the green
outside n-ggas, they ain’t even on sh-t, though (brtt)
i’m the one who’s sayin’ what i mean

[chorus: lil yachty]
we ride out ’bout ten deep (ride)
pull up ten deep, give me ten feet (give me ten feet)
too lit off that one, sh-t, i can’t speak (give me ten)
too up in the clouds, man, i can’t beef (way up)
hit a whole half, feel like mobb deep (hit a whole)
yeah, ugh, hoo (frrp)
they gon’ fold up like lawn chairs (they gon’ fold, hoo)
i’m wavy like solange hair (ooh-oh, pew, yeah)
i’m black like solange hair (slatt)

[verse 1: lil yachty]
do that on your downtime
d-mn, ma, godd-mn
aaron rodgers, fourth quarter
tall order, meet me at the spot (split)
hoodie in the summertime like it ain’t hot (pew-pew-pew-pew, ain’t hot)
with my brothers, we be beatin’ down the block (the block)
put a solid 150 up in the stock (in the stock)
hope it don’t fail ’cause if it do, i’m gon’ be hot (hot)
[chorus: lil yachty]
pull up ten deep, give me ten feet (give me ten feet)
too lit off that one, sh-t, i can’t speak (give me ten)
too up in the clouds, man, i can’t beef (way up)
hit a whole half, feel like mobb deep (hit a whole)
yeah, ugh, hoo (frrp, frrp, woah)
they gon’ fold up like lawn chairs (they gon’ fold, hoo)
i’m wavy like solange hair (ooh-oh, pew, yeah)
i’m black like solange hair

[verse 2: fiji]
bought my b-tch cha-nay-nay in case i cheat
she gon’ act like she mad, she happy, low key
i’m ballin’ on and off the court with no assists (swish)
i’m flexin’ on these n-ggas, i don’t need a gym
no, i don’t need a journey, money never needed friends
no, i ain’t feelin’ ’em, i cropped ’em, i’ll delete ’em
(she a ho) she gon’ f-ck me, and i know she feelin’ all my friends
(we on go) my bro shoot shots like curry, swear you don’t want smoke with him

[verse 3: ca$tro guapo]
in high school, they made fun of me
but now they wanna make love to me
i’ll have ten b’s rollin’ like a tumbleweed
lil’ b-tch blasian, call her bumblebee
i’ma need a crib with no less than a ten-piece
started makin’ money, broke n-ggas start resentin’ me
i been runnin’ laps ’round n-ggas, no one’s ahead of me
got a lot of n-ggas, always pull up ’bout ten deep
spend a lot of zeroes, thousand on my neckpiece
got do not disturb on my phone, hoes might text me
can’t leave the crib without my stick, yeah, that’s my bestie
i keep a ruler like a nerd, so please don’t test me
[chorus: lil yachty]
we ride out ’bout ten deep (ride)
pull up ten deep, give me ten feet (give me ten feet)
too lit off that one, sh-t, i can’t speak (give me ten)
too up in the clouds, man, i can’t beef (way up, go)
hit a whole half, feel like mobb deep (hit a whole)
yeah, ugh, hoo (frpp, frrp)
they gon’ fold up like lawn chairs (they gon’ fold, hoo)
i’m wavy like solange hair (ooh-oh, pew, yeah)
i’m black like solange hair

- cmdwn

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