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letra de no luv - enchanting

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[intro: gucci mane]
wop (wop)
yeah, yeah, yeah, ha, go

[verse 1: gucci mane]
they say that i’m a clone, i’m not a human being (well d-mn)
’cause i can go numb and mute all my human feelings (huh?)
got a murder on my belt, it’s holdin’ up my denim (it’s gucci)
i’m keepin’ the feds out my biz’, you tryna put ’em in ’em (racks)
you say you wanna square off, well, f-ck it, square off (well d-mn)
choppa knock ya hair off, it turned ya bare off (brr)
i pray my haters get corona’, stop that coughin’ on me (yeah)
the last n-gga ran up on me, in a coffin, homie (d-mn)
i know the feds listen to me, they my competition
couldn’t beat me fair and square, so they recruited snitches (you snitches)
put ya homie in the icu, he needed stitches
ya actin’ gangster, but deep down, ya know y’all really b-tches (p-ssy)
i make it snowstorm, not a flurry, whip it in a hurry (skrrt)
they say i did it, i’m so rich, i still crank up the jury (yeah)
they wanna hang me by the rafters like vince carter jersey (vince)
everybody broke, i coulda retired early thirty (woo)
ran through like thirty million dollars in my early thirties (huh?)
i rep the 6 like julius erving, showtime like sam perkins (wow)
these b-tches eatin’ these percocets like they boston baked beans (wow)
somebody pinch him ’cause he tryna be me, it’s a dream (it’s gucci)
[verse 2: big scarr]
uh, used to sell dope at the schoolhouse, look at me now, i’m a rich f-ckin’ dropout, yeah
perkys in my mouth, now i pop out, pull up on ya block, everybody get shot down, yup
cartier shine when the lights out, he don’t want the smoke, p-ssy n-gga, better pipe down, uh
got his main b-tch, he wanna fight now, hit it from the back with my glock in a nightgown
you know how that go, ain’t got sh-t for a b-tch, i ain’t got sh-t for a ho
new foreign coupe with the b-tterfly doors
made the b-tch fly, see how fast we can go
they hate that i made this sh-t happen, i slept on a pallet
post at the trap with the ratchet
i used to f-ck with them ratchets but now i blew up, yeah, all of my b-tches the baddest

[verse 3: enchanting]
i ain’t savin’ no ho, i’m a real-ass pimp
bands in my pocket, why i got a lil’ limp
b-tch, i’m poppin’ like grease, see my name on a blimp (go)
pourin’ out their heart, boy, these n-gga be simp (yeah)
pour a four in my sprite, now i’m leanin’ (huh)
i face blunts back to back for no reason (woo)
b-tch it’s east side, i know ’em, i’m bleedin’ (yeah)
kush all in my lungs when i’m breathin’ (mmm), d-mn
i love a ho with a fat ass, boy, you a b-tch wit’ yo’ rat ass (go)
you stalkin’ my sh-t wit’ yo mad ass
like mike jackson, do it, you badass
step off in this b-tch, it’s a light show (bling)
my diamonds hit without no lights though
i love a thick b-tch with no lipo (ice)
you hate me, your ho in my likes though
you love on that ho, i would never (d-mn)
if she wanna ho, then i let her
i might stress me a b-tch, never press her
all my guns, they come with a compressor
thirty-two lighters all on my dresser
testin’ me, i’ma get you together
b-tch, i’m thuggin’ no matter the weather
so icy, we flockin’ together
[verse 4: key glock]
yeah, fly like a bird, f-ck what you heard, b-tch, i been makin’ serves (serves)
uh, big body swerve, i f-cked up my forgiato on the curve (the f-ck?)
yeah, codeine got me slurred, i’m drinkin’ too much, spilled this sh-t on my shirt (uh)
yeah, i ball with no jersey, young n-gga flexin’, young n-gga, no splurgin’ (swish)
uh, lord, please have mercy, i got two b-tches with me emergin’ (yeah)
b-tch, better go join the circus, who you think i is? i ain’t buyin’ no birkin
my mama is the only lady i get a purse for
these instagram b-tches ain’t nothin’ but worrisome
i’m ridin’ in a yellow maybach, sippin’ purple
and i got two straps on me, glock, urkel (bah, bah)
yeah, what the f-ck you mean, huh? (f-ck you mean?)
b-tch, this a p.r.e., 1017, dream team, yeah (b-tch)
b-tch, i ball like kareem, uh (swish), and i’m ’bout my cream, yeah (’bout my cream, uh)
they say money talk well my diamonds do too and they sayin’, “bling,” n-gga (so icy), yeah

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