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letra de can you breathe? - dc the don

[intro]
hoo
ha, ha, ha
yeah
hoo

[verse]
she know i’m a sick f-ck, smash her head while i’m gettin’ my d-ck sucked (yeah)
she in love with them rich n-ggas, that’s just what she gon’ do for a quick buck (yeah)
put that b-tch in a body bag and write my name on it then it’s zipped up (yeah)
i’ma f-ck on your bestie, i’ll have a hard time pickin’ which one (f-ck these n-ggas)
she think i’m a schizophrenic ’cause i spazzed out and told her, “guess what?”
i just f-cked on a white ho to play my black hand and threw my fist up (what the f-ck?)
might f-ck around and crash the whole party (alive no more)
still wildin’, still wildin’, still wildin’ (alive no more)
they better not ever invite me to the met gala (uh, uh)
told dominique i might pull up and shoot the whole party (woo, yeah)
’cause i don’t feel alive no more
i don’t feel alive no more (yeah)
yeah, i don’t feel alive no more (hoo)
cut up my tool, we got beams in the whip, it’s like three in the back, take you a pic’ (woo, woo, go)
add this lil’ ho to the causality list, we kept bodies on bodies, it ain’t making sense (hey, hey, hey)
open the door and just slam on that b-tch
and that g-wagon big body swervin’ and sh-t (yeah, yeah)
if i crash in this ho, it’s on purpose, lil’ b-tch
i got problems you making me nervous and sh-t (yeah)
take her back to the hood where the murders exist
you can follow me, just watch your step, we gon’ be ok

- dc the don

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