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letra de bury me - dampszn

[intro]
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[chorus: dampszn]
if i die, i don’t want n0body to dig me up
tell my family i love ’em, i hope i did enough
bury me in some new designer and gucci cuffs
so when i pull up to heaven, they’ll know i’m rich as f-ck
and light a candle and put some roses upon my grave
and bury me with like all my riches and diamond chains
and bury me with like 20 b-tches and novocaine
so i could still f-ck the competition and numb the pain

[verse 1: dampszn]
my new whip push to start like a nintendo game
mario kart, i been knocking b-tches in different lanes
threw a banana behind me so now they hydroplane
and everyone call me bowser because i’m spitting flames
and i remember when everyone used to laugh at me
now everybody keep tryna get a pass from me
digits over b-tches, don’t got the time for the blasphemy
welcome to my kingdom, yeah, you can call me “your majesty”
welcome to my travesty, shawty heard i’m famous so she keep on chasing after me
pulled up to my crib, she like, i heard you got a task for me
said she fell in love, well that’s a motherf-cking tragedy
said “don’t get attached to me”
[chorus: dampszn]
if i die, i don’t want n0body to dig me up
tell my family i love ’em, i hope i did enough
bury me in some new designer and gucci cuffs
so when i pull up to heaven, they’ll know i’m rich as f-ck
and light a candle and put some roses upon my grave
and bury me with like all my riches and diamond chains
and bury me with like 20 b-tches and novocaine
so i could still f-ck the competition and numb the pain
and light a candle and put some roses upon my grave
and bury me with like all my riches and diamond chains
and bury me with like 20 b-tches and novocaine
so i could still f-ck the competition and numb the pain

[verse 2: sypski]
put some gold right in my t–th
my eyes so red that i can’t see
but i still see you in my dreams
there’s something’s that i don’t need
oh, my shawty thick as f-ck
say you got a bag, only got a couple bucks (yeah)
i’m too busy popping tags while you still riding the bus
i’m too busy to be mad, but i still don’t give a f-ck
i’m too busy to be mad, but i still don’t give a f-ck
let you go, i’m moving on
sing along to all my songs
they all out to do me wrong
’cause they know i’m gon’ be the one
(hundred b-tches surrounding me, tryna give me face)
(running up all the money like this sh-t was a race)
(100 grand, hide away in a safe place)
(six big zeros hidden away in my bank)
[chorus: dampszn]
if i die, i don’t want n0body to dig me up
tell my family i love ’em, i hope i did enough
bury me in some new designer and gucci cuffs
so when i pull up to heaven, they’ll know i’m rich as f-ck
and light a candle and put some roses upon my grave
and bury me with like all my riches and diamond chains
and bury me with like 20 b-tches and novocaine
so i could still f-ck the competition and numb the pain

- dampszn

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