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letra de shooting star - cootie

[verse 1: cootie]
where would i be without my glock? where would i be without my thot?
last n-gga played me with me got— mmm, last n-gga played with us got shot
still f-ck 12 ’til i die, none of my n-ggas don’t f-ck with no cops
trustin’ these hoes, they gon’ blow up the spot
free ysl, the feds is hot
who else you know pull up in a bent’ broad day? i do it every day
i ain’t goin’ nowhere without my strap on me, walk around this b-tch with a k
she wanted nothin’ but d-ck, but soon as i f-cked hеr, she started beggin’ to stay
all my opps gеt hit in the face, call me kanye, i’m whippin’ the yay, b-tch

[chorus: cootie]
ayy, know one thing for sure, i got work that’s for the low
ayy, if she f-ck me good, she get whatever she want
ayy, i put forgiatos on all the whips and all the cars
ayy, got too f-ckin’ high and now i’m seein’ shootin’ stars
ayy, know one thing for sure, i got work that’s for the low
ayy, if she f-ck me good, she get whatever she want
ayy, i put forgiatos on all the whips and all the cars
ayy, got too f-ckin’ high and now i’m seein’ shootin’ stars, ayy
[verse 2: bic fizzle]
first n-gga speak on this sh-t gettin’ popped
ask them boys, that hollow was hot
i was eighteen with a big-ass knot
me and dude pulled down, strip you out your pot
i like fast cars, i get fast money, one thing for sure
‘bow was too cheap for you boys to be broke
act suspicious, i’ll up out the coat (boom)
she want a n-gga to stay, i gotta get up and go
i got money to make and people to meet, ten-p play at the store
chasin’ this pape’, in love with dough
i ain’t home, i’m out on the road
high on the regular, i’m never sober
blow dope, just my eyes low

- cootie

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