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letra de global - don krez

[intro: pouya]
yuh
yuh
buffet boys
yuh, yuh
yuh
yuh

[hook: fat nick x2]
i’m global now, i know it
i’m trappin’ hard, feds know it
pourin’ mud, no clone sh-t
gettin’ money yeah i know it
h-ll yeah yeah, we know it
yeah, yeah, yeah i know it
h-ll h-ll yeah, we know it
f-cked his b-tch and he ain’t know it

[verse 2: germ]
back with the mac, splat in the back
goonies in the cut, high land, high wax
toss bombs at your moms, raw-d-gg-n’ the law
no problems at all, no scars when i fall
give a f-ck bout yo b-tch, give a f-ck bout yo ho
snap low with the chrome, loaded desert
have it ready to let a n-gga have it
sleep a n-gga top like some motherf-cking cabbage
i never been a nine-to-five type of guy
just me and five guys stickin’ up the five guys
real high puffin lala
fabin’ off the lala
i don’t want no [?] if it ain’t no wifi
my vision hdmi when i puff lye
no lie, you can hold mine
my nuts special like a gold mine
wear em on your necklace
tell em when your chest been
bunch of [?] in my session

[verse 3: pouya]
yuh, yuh
you braggin’, claimin’ that you hard with the glock
you always walkin’ with a flock of boys
ready to pop off top, no questions
step into anybodies direction
that’s the suckin’ every f-ck boy that enter your section
well check this out, i got a bank account
with a decent amount
pop out the clip if you sl1ck in the mouth
f-ck on that b-tch, then that b-tch gotta bounce
cause i’m g-l-o-b-a-l
you can tell that we living well
three hoes b-tt naked in the shower
waiting for me in the hotel
slangin’ tees to my clientele
young b-tch, suck d-ck, never show and tell
we are not the same, we are not parallel
you don’t want pressure with my personnel
f-ck boy slip in h-ll is where you fenna dwell
yuh b-tch

[chorus: pouya & germ]
cause i’m g-l-o-b-a-l
you can tell that we living well
f-ck n-gga (8)

[verse 4: yung simmie]
paper stacker
gotta get it, cause that’s all i know
lean got me moving slow
your b-tch just hit my line
say i need to hit her line some more and spend some time some more
but i just want my dough
running through the streets with my bros
and they all gon’ glo
this ain’t what you want
my n-ggas is k!llers
they k!lling for fun
they like to put bodies in trunks
i’m like shaq when i dunk
coulda wore a size ten how i stomp
got bullets like fingers get thump
i’m smoking on gas no pump
while ashton kutcher -ss n-ggas get punk’d on a daily basis
i check my shoe laces
can’t slip cause i don’t lose races
level up cause you too basic
just face it, you couldn’t even get her naked
now she f-ck with a famous n-gga
got your b-tch feeling famous
i could never love a b-tch
man i’m sticking to the basics

[verse 5: mikey the magician]
yo b-tch look like [?]
when pops had the business
you know i’m global like all them olympics
mike the magician, that boy so terrific
they call me mark cuban, i give them the business
i’m bout to pull out the fire like the chef
f-ck up a fan, i feel like ron artest
i did it before b-tch i’ll do it again
don’t come at me sweet
i don’t wanna make friends
hit you with the piledriver nine, hulk hogan
who you know that do it like the f-cking nike slogan
ima cold motherf-cker
leave your opposition frozen
then i drop the body by the ocean eleven
then going to heaven
i hand him a gun and then stop
i’ll leave a playa wetter than a b-tch in flip flops
you a b-tch
soak it in and go and buy you some tampons
global day forever and ever [?]

[hook: fat nick x2]

- don krez

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