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letra de on loop - dwhb

[andrew]
got my own style and my own flow
try and do like i do? that’s a no go
anywhere that i roll is where the hoes go
all they want is a ride like a pogo
i tell em “no, no,” they like “oh, no”
go home, mix patron with some no-doze
do blow with some bros who got rose gold
don’t need any of you girls, i got my own, yo
and that’s what i got, oh, it’s like fire
one little touch got me singing like a choir
i’d tell you how good, but you’d call me a liar
if this sh-t was a drug, i’d be the number one buyer
but it ain’t, it’s real
not gonna let nothing take this feel
if you want yours, just wait and chill
it’ll come if you say it will

[hook]
yeah we’re throwing down
please believe me
get weird, then we’re out
take it sleazy
wherever we go
we bring the ruckus like wu
man, this joint is dope
put that sh-t on loop

[travis]
i perfected swag
popping bottles of soda pop, walking down the drag
checking out the ladies’ short shorts and sundresses
hope to chat em up, get a number, later k!ll a cat
but don’t call peta
lighten up, forget your beef, spread some hummus on a pita
mamasita, pleased to meet you, maybe later i can tweet you
go home and tell my friends “yo, dude, the -ss was fat!”
and the temp outside’s about a hundred degrees
makes it hard driving in a car lacking a/c
especially when you wear an all-black shirt, man
no sungl-sses and a faded old pair of jeans
chilling in the crib on the couch with the wire on
finish that, send it back, netflix queue a mile long
and you know this the crew
so turn the volume up and put this sh-t on loop

[hook]

[dean]
this is my summertime rhyme scheme
flashing you my high-beams
who got next, b?
guess it’s me and my team
wish you had a widescreen
but you’re on that 4:3
i see you brought your girl with you
know i’m about that opp
when i’m sitting in cl-sses
i daydream about b-tches with fat -sses
the sh-t i spit is cl-ssic
but don’t do nothing drastic
like jump off a bridge
or wrap your head in some plastic
cause when you’re zipped in a bag, man, that’s it
if it was anyone but you, that sh-t would be tragic
i’m kicking back with my feet up
drinking margaritas with your señorita
if you got a problem, you should come and meet us
beat your f-cking -ss like a private school teacher
mozzarella, prosciutto, and old–ss grapes
i eat your girl’s p-ssy, then i tell you how it tastes

[hook]

- dwhb

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