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letra de shawt bus - enphamus

[intro]
yeah, i really go short bus
i really go—, hah
let’s go

[chorus]
i don’t know why they got me started ’cause i go r-t-rded, i really go short bus
i’ma really just float on the beat, sit [?] on the beat, ’cause i really don’t walk much
if a n-gga get one of these chains, he must broke in the car, he ain’t takin’ sh-t off us
i don’t think i’ma bug gettin’ robbed, i’m just sayin’ you a [?], he done nodded and shot bruh
seen the draco open a chest, it was blood on his neck, but i thought he had vicks on
baby, rub at the house, put it all in her mouth, i ain’t selfish, i open up the b-tch nosе
my opps really ain’t on a thing, i was just on the net, ridin’ ’round in a fishbowl
my lil’ dykе partner really a dope boy, every time you see her, shorty really got d-cks on

[verse 1]
i’ll forever scream free q5, i go right by his side like a motherf-ckin’ hip bone
can’t wait ’till he get to the feds, i might send him an iphone, [?]
in the east end narc’s gettin’ plateaued, right by the first dome, that’s what my wrist on
cardi b, ari fletcher, and megan thee stallion body, what my lil’ b-tch hips on
everything be gucci ’till n-ggas start dyin’, them n-ggas gotta rebrand they whole gang
one thing i done learned from the streets, in the beef it’s no face, no case, no name
we ain’t never left sh-t on the curb, seen him sh-t out a t-rd, tesla, it was no brain
they gon’ ask me to speak at his funeral, i ain’t say sh-t but, “more blood, more pain”
lil’ b-tch, this is not no purse, this a goyard tote bag, hush with your broke ass
lil’ bro’nem can’t find no g-ride, i pulled up three times, trim on a moped
i just got from up top with the blazers, we went on vacation, i went where the moe’s at
my little buddy’nem don’t go to work, they just f-ck with the work, clock in where the stove at
[break]
n-ggas know i’m the hardest to do this sh-t, n-gga
and everything i touch turn to f-ckin’ gold, n-gga
mansa musa, motherf-ckin’ midas touch, n-gga
and i ain’t even pull up [?], p-ssy, i pulled up campbell, n-gga
i’m tellin’ you, take the camera

[verse 2]
2-2-9, boy, i came out the woods with the bales and the wolves, i’m a motherf-ckin’ animal
orange goyard’ll look like a [?], whatever they callin’ the danimals
n-gga never tried me on no [?] sh-t, i can’t go ’cause i f-cked her on camera
and i just f-cked a ho that know justin bieber, she was [?], i met her in [?]
met an african ho in wakanda, i took ashwagandha, it gave me more stamina
‘member way back in school i got head on the steps, shorty gave me that mop like a janitor
boy, that n-gga a fool, he got shot on a drill, he ain’t shootin’, he p–ped, he a amateur
catch a hat then go in his pockets, reset his phone, you could say i’m a tamperer

[chorus]
i don’t know why they got me started ’cause i go r-t-rded, i really go short bus
i’ma really just float on the beat, sit [?] on the beat, ’cause i really don’t walk much
if a n-gga get one of these chains, he must broke in the car, he ain’t takin’ sh-t off us
i don’t think i’ma bug gettin’ robbed, i’m just sayin’ you a [?], he done nodded and shot bruh
seen the draco open a chest, it was blood on his neck, but i thought he had vicks on
baby, rub at the house, put it all in her mouth, i ain’t selfish, i open up the b-tch nose
my opps really ain’t on a thing, i was just on the net, ridin’ ’round in a fishbowl
my lil’ dyk- partner really a dope boy, every time you see her, shorty really got d-cks on

- enphamus

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