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letra de lola cola - donavin comeau

i heard you stabbed your man in the chest, that’s wild
got olxly and lucy in the van for a while
they countin’ your dollars, you made for a while
you good up on a pole, no cap, throw a smile
make you, make you famous on the gram, no style
hurry up, lose a couple pounds, run a mile
you like your coca-cola and a can, panda gang
you tried a pepsi once from a can, panda gang
they call you lola cola cause you’re fat with a swag
i guess that’s why they hit it with the bag on your face
they only wanna hit you with the bag on your face
you told me to show up with the bag at your place

i’m a hundred racks deep b-tch why?
i only wanna hit it from behind
you drink a coca-cola, no wine
i saw your id, lola, why?
i saw your pocket green, tell me why?
cause lola, i’m scared, it’s a sign
a hundred went missing, i know why
a hundred went missing, it’s a sign
i heard you did a double m to your ex and his ting
popped a couple shots and his head took the ring
sold it for a year of coca-cola, b-tch, please
my brother doin’ life for a gram, he in the east
(free up)
i guess i’ll win a grammy in the end, make some beats
i guess i’ll buy some cream with the jimmy at the least
celebrate some time when the bodies hit the grave
rest in peace, david, that’s a fact, he was great
coca-cola, lola in the orange, no coke
guess they don’t like cans, call it contraband yeah
oh my god, she hot d-mn, hit that from behind

- donavin comeau

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