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letra de i wish - don trip

[intro]
(ayo, bandplay) but there ain’t no scratches on me
and i’m married to the money, holy matrimony (let the band play)
drop me in the jungle, i bet i come back with somethin’
and i’ll make it or i’ll take it, but i’ll never ask for nothin’

[chorus]
and i wish a motherf-cker would, i wish you would (i wish you would)
wish a motherf-cker would, i wish you would (i wish you would)
i wish a motherf-cker would play with my paper
wish a motherf-cker would play with my paper
i said i wish a motherf-cker would, i wish you would (i wish you would)
wish a motherf-cker would, i wish you would (i wish you would)
wish a motherf-cker would play with my paper
wish a motherf-cker would play with my paper (okay)

[verse]
i don’t hang out or kick it, if i ain’t gettin’ paid, i ain’t with it
if this ain’t all ’bout business, i’d rather bе home with my children
i’d rather spеnd all my time with my kids, these b-tches faker then peppa the pig
i doo-doo-doo like “baby shark”, i got to ride like i’m goin’ to fish
i got the infant with french tips, i got the carbon 15 with the tits
if this was high school, i’d play jv, ain’t put nothin’ on the board but bricks
sure enough i got up and got rich, some of my old homeboys got p-ssed
wait, i only got one request, please hop off my d-ck
they say, “trip sold out ’cause he moved out the hood and he ain’t look out or give back”
if i do a good deed and i put it on blast, then that ain’t a good deed, that’s cap
all i jam is jhené and miguel, y’all lyin’ too much in y’all raps
and all my n-ggas is linebackers, we just here for the sack (and i)
[chorus]
and i wish a motherf-cker would, i wish you would (i wish you would)
wish a motherf-cker would, i wish you would (i wish you would)
i wish a motherf-cker would play with my paper
wish a motherf-cker would play with my paper
i said i wish a motherf-cker would, i wish you would (i wish you would)
wish a motherf-cker would, i wish you would (i wish you would)
wish a motherf-cker would play with my paper
wish a motherf-cker would play with my paper

[bridge]
i said i made it out the gutter, but there ain’t no scratches on me
and i’m married to the money, holy matrimony
drop me in the jungle, i bet i come back with somethin’
and i’ll make it or i’ll take it, but i’ll never ask for nothin’

- don trip

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