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letra de s.o.s. - darkokane, redda & cris dinero

[intro: robb bank$]
woo, woo
yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah

[verse 1: robb bank$]
i could take a thot to venus, knock her socks off
rap n-gga, but i keep a ruger in my sock drawer
she got drip-or-drown p-ssy, i’m gonna take the top off
she a west indian girl with braids like popcorn
last n-gga tried me was never heard from again
ex-b-tch cheated on me, so i glowed up her friend
then we ran a train on her, the lil’ engine thought they can’t
white hawk, griffith iced the helmet, million-dollar head
b-tch, you better think beforе you speak, to write it down, you need a pen
payеd for fourteen hoes within one week, if you a freak, then take my hand
if she a creep, get tlc, i’m talkin’ table, ladder, chair
got kane and redda on the instrumental, you get shot if you step up

[chorus: robb bank$]
i just sent a sos for my old thots
new year’s eve, watch these b-lls drop
430 sset, b-tch, teardrop
walk in and leave a mess, get a whole mop, yeah
i just sent a sos for my old thots
new year’s eve, watch these b-lls drop
430 sset, b-tch, teardrop
walk in and leave a mess, get a whole mop, yeah
[verse 2: redda]
yeah, yeah
she said she want me now
i pour all the syrup in the green now (yeah, yeah)
that’s me now (yeah)
walk inside the building like a cheat now (what? uh)
i’m a king, i walk in, i see the sheep out (yeah)
you test me and my n-ggas go and clean out (yeah, yeah)
gotta have a beam ’cause security (yeah, yeah)
smokin’ all this weed, it look like vv’s (yeah, yeah, yeah)
my head spinnin’ like cd, that sh-t got me geeked (geeked)
i can’t even go to sleep, yeah, i need more lean (lean)

[verse 3: cris dinero & robb bank$]
ayy, ayy, ayy
ayy, i just seen your b-tch and now she strippin’, oh
hey, i just got my cup and i’ma fill it up (ayy)
ayy, none of these n-ggas really want some smoke with us (let’s get it)
hey, i just called your b-tch and now she shake it up (ayy, huh)
ayy, i been, i been tearin’, i been wildin’ (woah, woah)
ayy, i just f-cked your b-tch and now she lyin’
pop a perky and a xanny, i been flyin’ (let’s get it)
and it’s 430, b-tch, ’til i’m dyin’ (facts)
[chorus: robb bank$]
i just sent a sos for my old thots
new year’s eve, watch these b-lls drop
430 sset, b-tch, teardrop
walk in and leave a mess, get a whole mop, yeah
i just sent a sos for my old thots
new year’s eve, watch these b-lls drop
430 sset, b-tch, teardrop
walk in and leave a mess, get a whole mop, yeah

- darkokane redda cris dinero

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