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letra de ysl slime - cole rose

(leo angel):
2020 grad sh-t put it on the low
ysl slime yah we wiping up your nose
got her legs shaking yah that b-tch a lil hoe
she dancing on me like “the cotton eyed joe”
i’m in a different world done l!cked on her toes
yeah i know that’s your girl she with me and my bro’s
smoking russian crime yah my eyes real low
rip my cart yah that b-tch got toads

(cole rose):
(woah,woah)
ysl slimy we slimy like toes
told all the homies can’t f-ck with no hoe
want all the gucci i love all the clothes
she tryna show up to all of my shows
got all the checks got big bankroll
knock the chromosome right out your dome
she givin me head while i play warzone
jacob mccarty bringing home all the cones
there will be no extra bones
that’s just the way life goes

leo angel
that’s just the way life goes
f-cking on hoes chanel clothes
sucking on toes (yah , yah)
running round you know i’m going mo ( yah yah)
i’m in beast mode running around with cheat codes
gta v not my you know i run with cheat codes
running around and i’m rico
got a gun and it’s leathal
you mother f-ckers capping real hard
you know what i’m saying right now
hit them with the no rap cap
then hit them with the rap cap
hit em with that tap tap
then with the pat pat
maybe a little slatt slatt
yah yah
in the trap trap
my b-tch ass fat
yea yea
f-ck her in the back back
gucci back pack
and she suck my sack
yea yeaaa yea
(cole rose):
run it the flash flash
the sabb it’s a dash dash
we finna clash clash
hit the bash bash
sh-t it’s lame it’s trash yea
8 ball it’s a stash stash

(leo angel)
run up them rackies
my b-tch got a racky
she suck it so nasty
i can’t put it past me
my boys yea they slimey
my b-tch p-ssy slimey
left after she ride me
call that perfect timing

(cole rose):
call that perfect timing
that b-tch p-ssy whistle it’s chiming
made it to the top im still climbing
no cap in my rap when i do the rhyming
you got caught cappin b-tch why is you lying

(leo angel):
i’ll shoot it like a b-tch
i came in real hard just like my d-ck
i shoot for the stars gotta make a wish
v-12 on my car yah that b-tch a zip
you injected tar got gas in my whip
(cole rose):
serving the packs that money a brick
two b-tches on me that’s a double back flip
you b-tches all on my tip
she just wanna bigger tip

(leo angel)
big boy austy b and james on the track
moving them bricks and serving the packs
run that sh-t like i’m in track
run that sh-t like i wanna last
run that sh-t like i’m her dad
in the trap yah that b-tch fat

- cole rose

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