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letra de break in - dres the pres

[intro: dtp]
they wanna be like, they can’t be like
they wanna be like, they can’t be like
they wanna be like, they can’t be like
they wanna be like, they can’t be like

[verse 1: dtp]
yeah, one time for the sake of it
i mean, one time for the break in it
i mean, two times for the treble and the b-ss in this
i’ve been dope, like i baked a brick
now put your tongue out baby, get a taste of bliss
and don’t you worry ’bout people on that hatin’ sh-t
if it smells like roses, put they face in it
i keep ’em harlem-shakin’ ’til they break a hip
8-806, you can’t count me out, you can’t influence me
you ain’t got the clout
oh you got that fire? i’m the fire marshall
spit your verse, i’ll f-ckin’ stomp it out
knock it out like a rocky-bout
from out the south like i’m pacquiao
sn-tch yo’ b-tch, i’ll make her suck a d-ck
and then i’ll send her back to give you mouth to mouth
i mean ugh, that sh-t’s so disgusting
this compet-tion got me extra hungry
these rapper’s snacks and i got the munchies
m.c. hammer boy you can’t touch me
i’m dres the pres, don’t you interrupt me
my flow bananas to you f-ckin’ monkeys
spit monster bars that i have you scarred
now you scared as f-ck, sh-ttin’ undies
i’ma go getter, but my name not jeezy
i’m the next one up, but they don’t believe me
it’s all good motha’ f-cka’, i ain’t used to easy
break it down, i don’t mind homie please critique me
you don’t understand me, so you misperceive me
you can lock me down, but you’ll never keep me
i’m a f-ckin’ monster when it comes to this
you prayed for rain, well here’s the thunder b-tch

[chorus: dtp]
i don’t understand why they hatin’
they said to wait my turn, well i been patiently been waitin’
who the h-ll are you to try to say that i won’t make it
you tryna’ slow my roll, won’t let me through the door
well motha’ f-cka’ i’ma break in (yeah)
motha’ f-cka’ i’ma break in (yeah)
motha’ f-cka’ i’ma break in (yeah)
they tryna’ slow my roll, won’t let me through the door
well motha’ f-cka’ i’ma break in

[second verse: dtp]
knock-knock, who’s there? dres the pres is
won’t let me in, so i’ll block the exit
you ain’t comin’ out until i own the section
i’m just kiddin’ dog, i just want my credit
i’m too aggressive and a little selfish
i’ll calm it down yeah i got the message
but my flow is hard and you will respect it
or i’ll spank that -ss until you learn your lesson
p-ss the torch and i’ma run with it
this my sport, i’m havin’ fun with it
take it back when i’m done with it
made my move like i spun with it
krusty krab and you the chum bucket
i don’t care about you dumb f-cka’s
you just here so you can bum from us
i’m just here so i can run numbers
hit my mark ’cause i’m that one gunner
hit my mark ’cause i’m that one gunner (d-mn)
careful when you push me to the edge (yeah)
sayin’ you can hang well that’s a stretch (yeah)
i am not the one you wanna test (yeah)
’cause i done got a squad who took the pledge (yeah), (yeah), (yeah)

- dres the pres

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