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letra de how we bummin - dy krazy

[intro: z money]
yeah
dy krazy

[verse 1: z money]
forgi’ got the detail, my b-tch, she want a kid
the vert, it color seasick, i see it and i need it
like i came with no wishes, i’m dripped, i’m dior-‘pedic
get richer than a deacon, make sixty in an evening
hit your block, shots fired, heated
my dope ties got me greedy
12 call me, caught amnesia
your b-tch is not a keeper
five hundred bags of reefer
it got her usin’ deezer
young n-gga made a comeback
yeah, i made her run back
don’t go inside no bars, all my cars cost a dub sack
pull out the garage, four-five for my arm set
b-tch, don’t even look up, lil’ ho, you ain’t done yet
’bout to do a cook-up, wrist froze from the last check

[chorus: z money]
she know just how we bomin’, a lot of pretty hundreds
new vert’ll hurt your stomach, my wrist four hundred hundred
my wrist like two new squares, just so you aware
act stupid, boy, i dare, your -ss get left right here

[verse 2: z money]
can’t beef with me, i’m stuck in my riches, i’m on a lear
dior my feet, i like how they fit, i want every pair
i’m 4lp like i want the money, i’m mister mayor
fed on all the squares, this a new spur, i cannot share
sixty shots spray all in the tummy, knock off your air
respect the hustlin’, all of the funky, he ain’t got no money
stealin’ sh-t and tryna go p-wn it for a quick three hundred
i sold dope on my early morning, gotta keep it comin’
i know a lot of n-ggas that fronted, they ain’t got no money
young and i’m investing my money, it came from serving junkies
my first rims, they was some old sonics, not the country -ss hundreds
she wanna f-ck me when i’m blunted

- dy krazy

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