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letra de proof - duwap kaine

[intro]
(bag, ahh bag)

[verse]
young n-gga gotta get in my f-cking bag
n-gga everyday i wake up i want a bag
n-gga i love y’all but i really want that bag
n-gga i get money, yea, i really love that bag
young n-gga, i’ll put a n-gga in a bag
you shouldn’t [?] man you would’ve been glad
pull off in that bimmer and you know i act bad
countin’ up money old as a grandad
so fly, bimmer pull up on a helipad
b-tch just want some attention, haha, you not gon get it
you gon get the truth when this liquor in my system
when the truth hit, n-ggas wanna play victim
big dog, ak-47 sick em
if i up this drac’, then my n-gga be my alibi
n-gga, f-ck you mean i get away with my crimes
spin that drac’ on that n-gga whip if he outta line
my b-tch just tried to f-ckin’ hit me
what i do this time?
i gotta stop selling hoes dreams, gettin’ in they minds
two thick hoes in thе room, i’m finna bust it down
two hoes on me right now the samе d-mn time
two hoes on me right now the same d-mn time
bad b-tches all in the room with a pretty mind
bad b-tches all in the room with a healthy [?]
i can’t trust myself, why would i trust that?
i can’t trust you b-tch, i know you gon lie
look down you ain’t tell me my shoes was untied
was married to the streets, i ain’t even got no d-mn bride
divorced that hoe, now i’m coolin’ havin good times
she sucked me up with an afro, she from good times
smoke raw papers, n-gga, good times
and she got wet [?] that’s a punchline
that n-gga broke the light, he ain’t want n0body to shine
i love totin’ this iron
f-ck police, f-ck payin fines
yo b-tch heard me on the phone said i’m “fine”
baby girl got it confused she think she mine
that 30 round n-gga knock em down
i was f-cked up, no you wasn’t around
i got proof i was tryna hold it down (down, down, down)

- duwap kaine

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