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letra de pau & marc gasol - desto dubb

[intro: smokepurrp]
i’m a real nice guy
(thank you fizzle)

[verse: smokepurrp]
nutted in a b-tch, it’s mission abort (abort)
f-ck a driveby i shot him in his porche (grrr!)
i took his glasses and i broke ’em, cuz that (?) a dork (dork!)
my mom just got a new boyfriend, i stabbed him with a fork (b-tch!)
b-tch says she wanna marry me, hoe is you stupid? (stupid!)
i’m a junky b-tch, do i look like cupid? (i’m a junky)
twelve hundred on a pint, just to go to sleep (twelve hundred)
took the b-tch to the deli, cuz she take the meat (huh)
b-tch don’t be childish, l!ck the b-lls too (l!ck ’em!)
i got twin glocks, it’s pau gasol and marc gasol too (grr, grr!)
i slapped my teacher, f-ck school (bow!)
b-tch i’m from the hood, under my pillow is a gold tooth
i’m a janky (?) i might give my b-tch some dog food (yeah)
b-tch i’m rich, but i’m still stealing from the mall too (yеah!)
(what you want for christmas, huh?)
b-tch i need an fn (?), f-ck it, i’m robbin’ everybody
(?) run up on me, i say f-ck it, i’m k!llin’ еverybody (grr!)
b-tch it’s gucci gang, you run up on me, i catch every body (grr, bow)
she said: “purrp i wanna float” (huh?)
gave that b-tch a ketamine, she thought that it was coke (huh)
yeah, lil purrp hot like a stove (b-tch i’m hot)
came from the bottom, like the crack inside a bowl (b-tch!)
i’m a trap (?) i like ramen noodles (trap)
but i’m a nice guy, i like playin’ with poodles (trap)
she suck my d-ck while i’m recording
and told the b-tch toodles (yeh)
(?) try me and imma act out like a school shooter (grr!)
[verse 2: desto dubb]
all these chains on my neck, they look like f-ckin’ noodles (ramen)
32 years old, i’m at school, like a f-ckin’ student (?)
i got books, i got percs and some xanax (?)
she thought i gave her adderal, i gave that b-tch amfetamines
i gave that b-tch a hoodie
and she wear it like a wedding ring (take it off)
i gave that b-tch some tylenol
she thought it was some extacy (b-tch)
i pay for a day, but i kept that b-tch an extra week
i turn a four to a six and a (?) standing next to me (dumbass)
i knew the pill was pressed, so i had my mamma serve it (hey mama)
the police pulled me over, so i’m talking real suburban (hey)
i got an apr-n and some d-ckies, so the b-tch thought i was working
he bought a sweater with a fake bill, now his little sister swerwin
got a paki name on the script, but had to wear a turban
you say you work at cvs, babygirl you know i’m flirtin’
i’m at your babymama house rollin’ weed upon the surface (b-tch)
i got every colour extacy, you would have thought it was the circus
the 40 make me happy, but the fn make ’em nervous
i put it in a babybottle, shorted him on purpouse (boy that’s an eigth, you trippin’)

(skrrrt!)

- desto dubb

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