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letra de denzel washington - coca vango

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[intro]
(who that, trell?)

[verse 1]
used to be the lil’ bro, i’m the big homie
godzilla ain’t got sh-t on me
[?] did the chain, got a l!ck on me
dang did the watch, got my wrist swollen
got a new b-tch ’cause my old ho slow
every winter, gotta buy a moncler coat
baguettes in my chain, i ain’t rocking no rocks
came a long way, i was sleeping on floors
mama came and got me, i was kicking in doors
young ‘yo on the road, he was cooking up pro
what the f-ck you know about ten day same clothes?
got my name in your mouth, stop talking like a ho
twenty-six hundred on cartier glasses
me and shawty finna buy a spot in calabasas
jugg rich, pull up to that b-tch straight action
when i pull up with the gang, then you know we taxing

[chorus]
used to be a lil’ boy, i’m the big homie
godzilla ain’t got sh-t on mе
took a n-gga b-tch, he big lonely
can’t beliеve the n-gga made a post on me
everything i do high-end
tried to keep me out the game, i’m in
god gave me a chance, amen
i ain’t taking no ls, gotta win
[verse 2]
my mama used to be the kinda lady in the hood that got hustle
louis vitton, celine, dior, pull up to the port, i got duffles
sticks that can chip just like ruffles
i don’t need no muscles, i’ll bust you
i put that bag on your head
let’s just be honest, i ain’t gotta touch you
that stupid lil’ b-tch want some clout
i just slapped that lil’ b-tch in her mouth
nine thousand dollars my ass
throwing dirt on my name, ho, you sad
these n-ggas be calling me g-y
how in the f-ck? i f-ck the b-tches that you wanna f-ck
if i pull up to your spot and i pull out your d-ck
i promise my d-ck gon’ get sucked
b-tch, i been player for years
[?] tattooed on my face, i ain’t tat me no tears
drinking that 42, drinking that spade
i can’t remember how much i done made
it feel like all year i done been on tv, i ain’t even try
joe in this b-tch with the stick, he gon’ shoot this b-tch up like the fourth of july
it’s cold

[chorus]
used to be a lil’ boy, i’m the big homie
godzilla ain’t got sh-t on me
took a n-gga b-tch, he big lonely
can’t believe the n-gga made a post on me
everything i do high-end
tried to keep me out the game, i’m in
god gave me a chance, amen
i ain’t taking no ls, gotta win

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