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letra de the porterhouse - d-mac (rapper)

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[skit] – (girl) :
um, what was the most exciting part about coming to miami?
well, miami has this bridge, where as soon as you go up this bridge, you see the whole city
its like all the way around, its like, its like, the ocean, and then its like buildings all the way around
it is amazing. thats like the most exciting feeling when you come
and then it says welcome to miami and its amazing

[chorus] – (d-mac) :
i like my b-tch bad
& my weed good
& my wine red
& my steaks medium well
we at the porterhouse, we at the porterhouse
i like my b-tch bad
& my weed good
& my wine red
& my steaks medium well
we at the porterhouse, we at the porterhouse

[verse 1] – (d-mac) :
sun shining, breeze blowing
pocket full of green folded, zip full of green potent
got your b-tch across the water, n-gga you ain’t even know it
you ain’t even know it, i might keep her if she’s hoeing
sike, i got my own lady straight up
slam dunk in yours and then go lay up
getting to this paper, never worried bout no haters
cause im still eating ribeye’s and these loaded baked potatoes, tipping waiters
dog this steak up on my plate, cost enough to fill your tank
man who g-ssed these n-ggas up? f-ck with me? oh no you can’t
man these acting n-ggas chumps, f-ck with me? oh no you ain’t, bang
two times like keef, or three times like pops
if i don’t hustle, i don’t eat, so the grind don’t stop
& you know soon as the money piles, you can catch me out in sunny isles
wore tom ford before hov made a song about it
bow tie on, go ask these hoes they know about it
the big dog, n-ggas copycat
cause their b-tches think im all of that
& their friends wanna f-ck me too
i know you probably thinking “lucky you”
you know i’m thinking d-mn right
f-ck the world imma live my d-mn life

[chorus] – (d-mac) :
i like my b-tch bad
& my weed good
& my wine red
& my steaks medium well
we at the porterhouse, we at the porterhouse
i like my b-tch bad
& my weed good
& my wine red
& my steaks medium well
we at the porterhouse, we at the porterhouse

[verse 2] – (d-mac) :

if she roll with me then imma handle that
you know i get more -ss than santa’s lap
once i get the head i think i’m al snow
then she gets the boot that’s word to aldo
she say’s i’m a dog but i dont eat no alpo
i’m with my day ones, everything is a-1
sliding up collins guess it’s time to park the car & chill
it’s happy hour, f-ck it hit the bar & grill……..the porterhouse baby

[outro] – (d-mac) :
yeah make that left right there, right there! right there!
oh my f-ckin god this is why i dont let b-tches drive, b-tches know they can’t drive…
sh-t i gotta get my f-ckin l’s fixed.. f-ck it
….and where is theo? this n-gga always buckin gotd-mn.. 2 real!!

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