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letra de roll up - dutch masta

[verse 1: dutch masta]
yea we be rolling up like everyday, bump in the trunk like everyday
trunk louder than a showcase it go bump bu bump make car alarms ring
get a bag to dump the guts right away cruise ls to the beat of the old boom bap
but i will damage you in a banana suit, rock a peanut b-tter jelly fitted baseball cap
fresh, dutch, can’t get enough, crack it down the seam homie
steam my outer leaf homie just you wait and see homie told myself to spit it slow
these hater fabolous (nice) y’all don’t really hear me though
spit it h-lla quick just like i’m supposed to bars unintelligent come here let me coach you
got articulate metaphors like mlk i have a dream so i do what most dudes won’t do
take a shotgun through the nose too hold it in don’t choke dude
give me that brain pain that’s what mama said, mamamamama said mama said
sit back and relax and take a pull of the dutch
two puffs and a p-ss b-tch don’t test your luck
dudes try to get on my level and embezzle in my flow
put the pedal to the metal quick spitting to the flow
and i’m giving you the business and you know that i’m the illest
i’m f-cking unstoppable

[hook: dutch masta]
grind it up and sprinkle it, smoking loud in public
higher than the hubble trick, crack that swisher gut that b-tch
riding in that acura, music loud just like that haze
won’t hesitate to say say that i do this every day day

[verse 2: dutch masta]
turn up for the moment because we will never get it back
smoking loud windows cracked in my ac-u-r-a superstar
roll my blunts when i’m far to gone uh
burn another l chief away the beef scr-pe the screen
twist a bone on my knee strange clouds surround my house
and block the sound coming up from the underground
but not quite mainsteam you lames can’t phase me
turn me up a little more because they can’t hear me clearly
taking off my earpiece putting on my headphones
approach the mic slowly and you know i’m h-lla blown
j3rk with a 3 got the swisher rolled tight
so we in for a long night, paper plane lift off
we in for a long flight
got to wet my pallet because my mouth is chopped with cotton
and i got the munchies about to take your kitchen hostage
pantry full of goodies now it’s filled with empty boxes
and i eat your girl’s p-ssy for desert because you ain’t about it
lmf40- at her panties because they leopard spotted
headboard knocking i apologize for party rocking
she pay me homage never been so astonished at the way i roll my tongue
told her i learned from rollin blunts, dutch

[hook]

- dutch masta

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