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letra de soflo freestyle - dee watkins

[intro]
hey (ain’t know ’bout the streets goin’ crazy)
who it is?
lil’ dee
let’s go
a-a-ayy

[verse 1]
drugs in my body, i get high to ease the pain
i’ma make you cut yo’ man off, that n-gga lame
why the f-ck these n-ggas keep on starin’ at my chain? (chain)
i can’t trust n0body and this money is to blame (yah-yah)
who the f-ck is that?
hoppin’ out that all black[?] (yeah)
she keep callin’ me, i’m not the type to call back (back)
n-ggas ain’t have no good intentions, so i fall back (ayy)
try to rob me, you gon’ end up where your dawg at (bah!)
i be steppin’ it, [?][0:38] fresh as h-ll, ain’t it
i just pulled up to the party, saw your b-tch, she d-mn near fainted
n-ggas thought that i was sweet ’cause i be rappin’ and i’m famous
put that p-ssy straight to sleep in body bags, f-ck a blanket
uh, you can’t ride wave, ain’t no point even tryin’ (tryin’)
shawty sеllin’ drinks, alright baby i ain’t buyin’ (buyin’)
i know you a thot, why the f-ck she keep on lyin’? (lyin’)
baby girl you trippin’, check your shoе you need to tie it
[interlude]
ha, need to tie your shoe, b-tch you be trippin’
ayy, f-ck yo private plane, f-ck yo’ pilot i’m the flyest (fly as h-ll, sh-t don’t make no sense)
ha, uh, n-gga don’t get no money, now they pockets on a diet

[verse 2]
ayy, racks can’t fit in no wallet
ayy, i get fly as h-ll by myself, i ain’t need no stylist (uh)
you can’t find another n-gga like me, girl, be honest (uh)
f-ck her from the back, and i nutted all on her bonnet (ah)
i don’t want no ig famous b-tch, i want a trench ho
smokin’ runt pack, [?][1:29] ashes on my trench coat
you don’t even know him, how the f-ck is that your big bro? (yeah)
no you ain’t gon’ shoot it, what the f-ck you got that stick fo’? (huh)
steppin’ on n-ggas in christian lou (ooh)
n-ggas said he gon’ run up on who? make the news
b-tch, i ain’t no dummy, you can’t play me like no fool
i got an old soul, i’m gon’ give that boy the blues (yeah! yeah! yeah!)
she say she from florida, shawty got that water
i think i adore her, so i’m gon’ dior her (-cha-ching-)
he get out of line, we gon’ put that boy in order (gang)
she gon’ f-ck the whole gang, we just gon’ record her (gang)

[outro]
aw man, i’m in this b-tch know that i’m trippin’
ha! uh! gang!

- dee watkins

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