letra de elegance - devin the ripper, a. wal the sultan
diana ross glow, devil tried to catch me riding dirty n-gga drive slow
feeling like when dr. j be gliding with the fresh fro
i was penning lines when most these n-ggas slept with elmo
i been stacking money out the ceiling like i’m creflo
all my dogs gon eat we treat this business like a petco
pink scotch and soda hoodie feeling like i’m pepto
i ain’t never f-ck her but she love to give me neck tho
wanna quit her job and work at home but she in tech tho
stable type a living got her stessin but she fresh tho
different type of hustler in the winter i could sell snow
what it take to motivate a n-gga outta jail clothes
jo malone cologne smelling sweet like fresh poem
mother f-ck corono i’m outside like a garden gnome
ain’t a n-gga breathing that can touch when i’m in the zone
we gon touch the sky and drop a bomb like its a army drone
pick and roll with devin got me feeling like i’m karl malone
when i get calling shots maneuver like a jerry sloan
sucker for some white toes curly hair and dark tones
it’s the rapper world bank you need a style we could give a loan
i can taste blood on my t–th, n-gga you made soft
murder many n-ggas on beats homie this tapped off
discombobulated like your neck chain choked off
hotboxing 2-door hondas this weed ropped off
pleading out like “who gon save us?” knowing that hope gone
a lot of nino browns in carter’s but they don’t know shawn
qb a few runs moreno bronco a knowshon
tearing up see lights flashing, trey just go home
boyz n hoodz, old ass honda’s, a few sawed-offs
praying that you make it through night and that you saw dawn
new rappers playing like f-ggots, i’m talking no pause
dawg’ll bite a n-gga off and that’s with no paws
maryland n-gga got it in cali without the outlaws
lesean crooks these busting moves like it was off walls
n-gga pitched it underhanded n-gga he took a hard fall
imma f-ck this game til i’m finished, and got the soft b-lls
summertime shootouts, fabulous women with no drawers
rules to the game is straight forward that’s with no clause
b-tch keep scratching my back, stilleto type claws
told her turn over i’m busting outta her backyard
big g bigging up footz shoutout to big khan
she told me i should work for the p-ssy and that’s a big naw
but i’ll go ape sh-t it on your ass like i’m a big kong
guerrilla warfare southeast is like the viacong
letras aleatórias
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- letra de la ballade du pauvre - raphael
- letra de eu vou morar no céu - irmão lázaro
- letra de maps - macy gray
- letra de a song for introverts - elisa the freak
- letra de fuck the police - fangbladee
- letra de the wanting kind - eddi reader
- letra de taste for blood - club of the sons
- letra de piedras y flores - quique gonzález
- letra de xoвaнки - sonnium