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letra de jumbotron shit poppin - drake

[intro]
(wake up, f1lthy)
yeah

[chorus]
we ain’t even out in turks, she finna take sand
ridin’ ’round with f&n, we like to hold hands
(oogie mane he k!lled it) but with two-sip thot, he ain’t leave the bed
d-mn, they dipped a pint of tec in a code red
if i tell this b-tch to pull up, she gon’ moped it
my dawg, he don’t smoke on sh-t, unless it’s unleaded
i don’t back and forth over no net, so just go on and dead it
see me when you see me, if it’s smoke, dawg, you’re unleashy
[verse]
thick moroccan b-tch, this my fav’, i’ma go on and beat it
lookin’ in the mirror, kiss my face, i’m too conceited
send a girl home, call another, dawg, i’m too slime
she ain’t wanna eat it on her first day, it’s haram
i don’t f-ck with drugs, poppin’ x for the first time
that sh-t kicked in, like a two-time world champ
booted up, that sh-t hit up and down, like a skate-ramp
she vapin’ in my room, that sh-t lit up like a glow-lamp
who want smoke? okay, cool, let’s they whole camp
big sh-t popper, we the ones to get your shirt damp
n-ggas try to take a n-gga spot, now it’s too cramped
up, 8am, geekin’ hard, i’m a real vamp
these n-ggas got me f-cked up, dawg, i’m too amped
mmm-mmm, make this b-tch l!ck me like a mail stamp
mmm-mmm, strapped up, f-ck it, i’ma die lit
too slime, posted at the crib in a snake pit
every time i tell you how i feel, i don’t fake sh-t
brr, brr, brr, brr, brr, brr, brr, brr
brr, brr, brr, brr, brr, brr, okay
everybody got a stick, we don’t run fades

- drake

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