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letra de lake placid - cory stylez, charlie classic

[verse 1: charlie cl-ssic]
i’m tight, like a white woman’s grip in the ghetto on her purse
i’m bright, like the beam of a mother f-cking gamma ray burst
i might prove them wrong, do it my way, and go oh so far
i’m crushing in. i’m pulling in. i’m about to blow up like a dying star
in the back of a cat with dark ray bans on, back dropped real low
got a b-tch moving hips, l!cking my kids from her lips real slow
jim and jack make me lose the time, jose ain’t no friend of mine
and lucy makes me lose my god d-mned mind, but molly keeps me on my god d-mned grind
cause snow white’s hard to find and tina’s a b-tch all the time
kick back, relax, let the pupils dilate
let my body levitate while i get my head straight
hold up, slow down, give me some time to sip my crown
and i feel super nova,and i feel super nova
i can’t hold my composure when i feel super nova
sl-ts, money, brew, jams. thats my daily plan
ain’t even dead, got two holograms
album ain’t dropped, got two thousand fans
don’t get c-cky, this ain’t an illusion
dig deep, that revolution

[hook: charlie cl-ssic & cory stylez]
what’s up?
what’s up?
too drunk, too high, too f-cked up
what’s up?
what’s up?
looking for a lady that would love to f-ck

[verse 2: cory stylez]
i’m on that chill sh-t, that laid back
that get the munchies and raid cabinets
i stay snackin’ on lame rappers
these hoes on me like babe magnets
i make cash and then stay lavish
i’m way plastered, lake status
i’m way placid, lake status
i’m hydro, y’all straight babbage
i stay ravishing, rick rude
she got fake lashes, big b00bs
so i’m giving her permission to get friction from my d-ck
and you’re just p-ssed that i’mma finally make her ditch you
you ain’t sh-t dude, like constipation
like you just can’t get the job done, lost vocation
dry spell like you in jail, she got it locked up in a cell
but when i come around that p-ssy getting off probation
free at last, believe that
drinking all up on your beer like, “where the weed at?”
yo, y’all team wack. yo, my team the coldest
always leaning like italics man, we be the boldest
yo, we code the vocals with loads of loco
but most don’t know so they close the door on us
broke the door down, thats it we’re here now
they handing us a grammy like, “y’all should hold this.”
what y’all know about the ddc
got your head banging harder than a ddt
like eeny, meeny, miny, mo. choosing hoes at our shows
and your girlfriend screaming, “please be me!”
so what’s up? blunts up
if there’s a keg i’mma need more than one cup
get f-cked, lights out
need a bong, and a brew, and a b-tch. strike out

- cory stylez charlie classic

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