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letra de how florida dudes rap - confusing guy

[intro]
project baby
i’m booted off the jigga
call me jigga-boo
flag it out

[verse 1]
i’m booted of the jigga
while lil’ xan the woo the woo
jhit don’t try to play with me cause i’ma play witchu
funny how i’m booted up and ion got a boo
hold up try to kiss me, you don’t see me kissing you
lil’ buddy tried to run the streets but he ain’t tie his shoe
momma told me get up out these streets
“you better stay in school”
momma i’ma be a handy man because i keep a tool
he gookin off a molly baby he can’t fell his tooth
i know my pistol h-lla gas taking n-ggas out
don’t test me like a zipper baby i’ma let it fly
you can call me dr. pepper bih cause i’ma carry can
i’ma project baby i was playing in thе sand
she said boy don’t try to text me back and lеave my ass alone
but i don’t got no money how i’ma leave yo ass a loan
she said she wanna take a nap but i don’t got a comb
h-ll nawl this a stolen car don’t ask me if it’s on
i’ma blitz it out boy i’ma air out
she said my d-ck was little b-tch but guess who little now
hol’ up call me peter pan i’m not a family guy
yeah i’m smoking broccoli but bringing carrots out
i was selling xola packs outside my momma house
a n-gga try to play with me, that’s cool i make it hot
leave that n-gga bl–dy b-tch guess he ain’t crippin’ now
she ain’t wanna be my mrs b-tch but now she missing out
they ain’t wanna listen to me now they wanna hear me out
since you acting bougie i’ma give you wendy’s now
i ain’t ever meet her parents but she call me daddy now
he thought that we was ’bout to fight, i whipped my pistol out
i remember playing digimon, i’m getting digits now
i used to be a janitor i see you slipping now
i’m playing for detroit i just p-ssed inside her mouth
her booty h-lla little but i make it jiggle now
i’ma buy that bih a suitcase just cause she be trippin’ now
i been shot a couple times, i’m not gon’ lie it tickle now
that’s right i carry lead around they think i’m pistol now
my car so f-cking low it be hard to wiggle out
she said she wan’t my green so i pulled my pickle out
i’m all about my paper cause i always been a loose leaf
hit him hard like popeye i gave that boy a two piece
call that girl my kit kat she let me get a quick treat
i think people be left handed that’s why they never write me
his face full of timberlands, he wanna be a hype beast
throw away my clothes just cause i would never fold
i’ma ghetto child i just got some dental golds
[outro]
ight i’m done stepping on yall f-ck boys
man florida baby, project baby
flag it out flag it out
aye momma told me not to touch the stove
it was hot and look i got burnt
i’m bleeding concrete
project baby

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