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letra de sandman - donn lou

[intro]
yes! h-llo
i was wondering if you could play that song again
hmm, which one, man?
the one that goes

[verse 1]
k!lled ’em all
too much free time on my hands
i’m talking ’bout that me time
looking for who tryna go ride when it’s heat time
looking for the car that’s parked with the free sign
show up to the party
ain’t even started
got a gang of girls left broken-hearted
she called me special
call her r-t-rded
girl just ask, you can find where my heart is
ayy, big b-tt, big lips, big t-ts
was aiming for the bro, but i got the pick six
her friend lookin’ nice i tell her, “-ssist this”
middle of september feelin’ like christmas
ay, all my similes was makin’ her drip wet
she reachin’ for my belt so it’s time to dipset
i’m thinking to myself like, “why ain’t i left yet?”
you know what comes next
ay, i’m the man baby girl
head home with the highness
real nice guy
only give a girl the finest
real touch and go
got me callin’ her midas
tryna run it up
she never tryna go minus
anything she want you know i get it for her
run up these checks so you know i spend it on her
don’t bother
something like her father
but i’m really not
gotta say my name proper

[chorus]
i’m the sandman
goin’ back to sleep with the xans man
too much from this cup is gon’ make her do a handstand
her best friend
lulu lemon on her headband
wearin’ bralettes got me thinking i’m a legs man
sandman
goin’ back to sleep with the xans man
too much from this cup is gon’ make her do a handstand
her best friend
lulu lemon on her headband
wearin’ bralettes got me thinking i’m a legs man

[verse 2]
young anti, can i
lay a few tracks down, landslide
donn the man
few months ago
layin’ out the grams
now i’m tryna blow up
yeah, wave at some fans
have the girlies come in packs like they soda cans
“donn, can you rip this beat?”
you know i can
rip to the beat like the beat want beef
caught the beat slippin’ so i hit with the heat
where the funk at?
shawty got swim, where the trunks at?
had me catching feelings
wait a minute gotta snap back
beep boop boop bop
cyborg mr. krabs at
had homies in the whip
best believe we had to crash that
audi, beamer
ridin’ with my seat back
throw me the heater
tell me where the beef at
ridin’ with my seat back
tell me where the beef at

[outro]
no man
you’re thinking of
“beep boop boop bop boop boop bop”

- donn lou

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