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letra de beeper - dro kenji

[intro]
what?
i smoke pounds, i can’t lie, this sh-t by the ounce no more, ayy
she in her town, she need a text, so she pulled up and sat there

[chorus]
yeah, turnin’ like evil knievel
no tootsie, let’s smoke this tanisha
lil’ kenji, i miss all the reefer
i’m thinkin’ ’bout switchin’ my beeper
i’m thinkin’ ’bout switchin’ my beeper
i’m thinkin’ ’bout switchin’ my eaters (eaters)
pull off the ‘lot, got it bleedin’ (bleedin’)
i’m f-ckin’ it up for a reason (wow)
she’s f-ckin’ this lame for no reason (wow)
took two-time trips to the dentist, she wanna pop out, she gotta earn this (wow)
no hair out like, “where my perm is?”
got a gen 5 glock, it’s turnin’
i took drugs, my stomach burning (ow)
these n-ggas act scared for a reason (yeah)
the b-tch act like she learnin’

[verse]
ayy, he not a opp, we don’t go back and forth, he just turnin’ me up (turnin’ me up)
i like when hoes, same day that we meet, try to get real nasty and f-ck in the car (yeah, uh)
uh, none of these n-ggas you see got the ho gene
he wanna step, he be dancin’ with stars (yeah-mh)
none of those guns got a red or a blue beam
he just be shootin’ and prayin’ he score (baow, baow)
gucci be givin’ me liquor, so i can get tipsy and spend a lil’ more (more)
she wanna f-ck and she told me she miss me, but i think the trisy just f-ck a lil’ more (more)
if we got a problem, i’ll spin till i’m dizzy
i need a reminder to keep it on course (war)
if peace not a option, you must think i’m p-ssy
which pistol gon’ match with my outfit for war?
it’s not a problem, i’ll f-ck around and miss it
you keep it cool, we might f-ck a lil’ more
i’m not a prada scouter, a rookie, i can’t even sit and pretend with a wh0re

she need the vod’, know we gettin’ vibey, she got so much passion for it
[chorus]
yeah, turnin’ like evil knievel
no tootsie, let’s smoke this tanisha
lil’ kenji, i miss all the reefer
i’m thinkin’ ’bout switchin’ my beeper
i’m thinkin’ ’bout switchin’ my beeper
i’m thinkin’ ’bout switchin’ my eaters (eaters)
pull off the ‘lot, got it bleedin’ (bleedin’)
i’m f-ckin’ it up for a reason (wow)
she’s f-ckin’ this lame for no reason (wow)
took two-time trips to the dentist, she wanna pop out, she gotta earn this (wow)
no hair out like, “where my perm is?”
got a gen 5 glock, it’s turnin’
i took drugs, my stomach burning (ow)
these n-ggas act scared for a reason (yeah)
the b-tch act like she learnin’

[outro]
the b-tch act like she learnin’

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