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letra de no rules - desire (rapper)

[intro: kankan]
(what do you desire? b-tch, haha)
huh, uh uh, thousand dollar f-ckin’ cup, uh
thousand dollar f-ckin’ cup, uh
b-tch you know i’m finna-, yeah
know i’m way too up, uh
all these drugs got me stuck

[verse 1: kankan]
yeah, this a thousand dollar cup, huh
lil’ b-tch, she know i’m too up
and i just spilled my drank
had to go get a new cup, yeah
uh, wick just put miles on the drank
n-gga, it’s up then it’s stuck
heard he got hit in his face
guess he was all out of luck, yeah
we was in the spot with glocks
had to move ’round, block too hot
i made a whole hunnid’ in one day
lil’ n-gga, no lie, they love to copy, like why?
run that money to the-, yeah
run that money to the sky, huh, yeah, yeah
you know how sh-t go, just got a new seal
yeah, shots to his face, lil’ n-gga
okay, hе wasn’t keepin’ it real, yeah
high than a b-tch in a maybach truck
b-tch keep askin’ “what’s up with my cup?”
you know how we bleed
.556 bullеts goin’ through trees
i ship the pack off monday
that b-tch gon’ land ’bout tuesday
back in la ’bout friday
they said “she do what i say”, yeah
tryna leave that drank alone, yeah
tryna leave them percs alone, yeah
his b-tch can’t leave me alone
roxy [?] alone
i send that lil’ b-tch home
we get ya’ lil’ n-gga gone
oxycotin on my tongue
with lil’ kobe in a e class ridin’ three deep
p-ssy n-gga on the ‘net talkin’
we’ll make them choppa bullets 3d
[verse 2: desire]
(b-tch, haha)
many n-ggas wanna be me
watch i pull up in a f-ckin’ hemi’
sippin’ on this f-ckin’ drank
brought me back off roxy got me lookin’ silly
i’m with them rich n-ggas, high life
lot of n-ggas tryna live our life
pull up in a amg ’63, yeah
his b-tch say we do it right
hope the mud gon’ get me through the night
sippin’ codeine ’til the end of life
shout-out kan, that’s my f-ckin’ mud brother
yeah, them drugs got him livin’ right
b-tch, i love to get high in the night
got them hollows flyin’ through ya’ site
[?] realest n-gga that you ever had
but she still say i’m not her type
[?] racks, put that in the shoes
girl [?] you lose
with them demons, they be carryin’ tools
[?] play it with no rules
got the foreign b-tches in the pool
off the oxy yeah, i’m probably rude
[?] n-gga that you knew
with the gang pourin’ up some tris
[?] n-gga, check my p-ss
vvs diamonds finna hit
b-tch, only twenty-two [?]
my lil’ n-gga daroo, love the sticks
i got in my bag, know i’m talkin’ my lil’ sh-t
[?] b-tch [?] three
[?] b-tch [?] me
[?] stuntin’ in the presidential whip
yeah, the one with the leather seats
i turn eighteen then i sign my lease
and you know my [?] come with a piece
fully automatic [?] n-gga, that’s my piece
(b-tch, haha)
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