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letra de cole bennet - daboii

[intro]
(ayy, it’s riq on them keys and them kicks)

[chorus: daboii]
n-gga, i ain’t finna run from no n-gga
you won’t see me in no club if i can’t bring my pole in it
yeah, pass me the uh, uh, uh, we roll n-ggas
pass my lil’ bro the glock, he love to shoot, he cole bennett
try to play me like i’m dumb, b-tch, you got the wrong n-gga
you was caked up with the b-tch, i was on the road with it
ain’t forgot about that sh-t you n-ggas said, we on n-ggas
pass my lil’ bro the uh, he love to shoot, he cole bennett
[verse 1: daboii]
i pass lil’ bro the uh, he love to shoot, he cole bennett
yeah, trap or the booth, either way, i’m gon’ get it
i done slid past your hood and you was a ghost in it
i want her and her, yes, sir, they both with it
n-gga playin’ with his nose, what, you puttin’ coke in it?
so much mud in my cup, they thought it was a coke, n-gga
spit in her mouth, i heard you do the toe l!ckin’
i might give her good d-ck, but, baby know it’s no feelings, yeah
it’s on my lap, this the one i ride ’round
you ain’t even with the sh-t, p-ssy n-gga, calm down
i was broke as a b-tch, they say i’m a don now
nineteen with my own sh-t, you was at your mom house, yeah
n-gga, i ain’t finna run from no man
b-tch claim she ain’t a thot, okay, you a ho then, yeah
that n-gga throwin’ up what? smoke him
b-tch was tryna hold some cheese, i grab my nuts like, “hold them,” on the gang

[chorus: daboii]
n-gga, i ain’t finna run from no n-gga
you won’t see me in no club if i can’t bring my pole in it
yeah, pass me the uh, uh, uh, we roll n-ggas
pass my lil’ bro the glock, he love to shoot, he cole bennett
try to play me like i’m dumb, b-tch, you got the wrong n-gga
you was caked up with the b-tch, i was on the road with it
ain’t forgot about that sh-t you n-ggas said, we on n-ggas
pass my lil’ bro the uh, he love to shoot, he cole bennett
[verse 2: young slo-be]
ayy
lil’ cuddy shoot n-ggas, on my mama, he cole bennett, n-gga (on 2-1, n-gga)
all these new n-ggas droppin’ the sh-t, n-gga, you’re not in it, n-gga
i do the walkthrough ’cause i’m a top hat
plus i send them n-ggas through and they in all black
barkin’ on the ‘net, n-gga, y’all need to stop that
ooh-wee, you know the feds watchin’
b-tch want a policeman, i cannot cuff her
ayy, ayy, 304, you a trap buster
on 2-1, i’m slo-be bryant ’cause i’m a pole buster
ooh-wee, free the ygs, but we don’t know mustard (2-1, n-gga)
b-tch want a policeman, i cannot cuff her
ayy, ayy, 304, you a trap buster
on 2-1, i’m slo-be bryant ’cause i’m a pole buster
ooh-wee, free the ygs, but we don’t know mustard (on 2-1)

- daboii

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