letra de 1964 - euro5tar
[intro: euro5tar & tenkay]
i be chilling, talkin’ to my homie, smokin’ [?]
all these b-tches wanna f-ck, ayy, me? i’m tryna date
i be chilling, talkin’ to my homie, smokin’ [?]
all these b-tches wanna f-ck, ayy, me? i’m tryna date
i be chilling, talkin’ to my homie, smokin’ [?]
all these b-tches wanna f-ck, ayy, me? i’m tryna date
i be chilling, talkin’ to my homie, smokin’ [?]
all these b-tches wanna f-ck, ayy, me? i’m tryna date
[asian?] boy, dj kaytoven, man
i need all the switzerland b-tches to turn up for my n-gga euro5tar, swag
[chorus: euro5tar & tenkay]
b-tch!
uh-uh-uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
uh-uh-uh, uh, uh (ayy, ayy)
uh-uh-uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (shoutout my n-gga euro5tar, man– ah)
uh-uh-uh, uh, uh (it’s really that time, n-gga, 5-star general in this b-tch, n-gga)
uh-uh-uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (f-ck what these n-gga’s talkin’ ’bout, man)
uh-uh-uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (shut that sh-t, the f-ck up, c’mon)
uh-uh-uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
uh-uh– (you are listening to 1c radio)
[verse: euro5tar & tenkay]
[?] i shouldn’t baby
really, really shouldn’t baby
i was so delusional, because i thought you wouldn’t baby
i was so delusional, but got it from the floor
i was so delusional, in 1964, ayy, yeah (1964)
1968, you got work[politic, cool of you???], in 1968
all these b-tches wanna f-ck me, me? i’m tryna date
i just met this new girl, i don’t think that she it
i don’t feel, it’s a fee- (b-tch!)
[?] i feel [?], ayy
i be chilling, talkin’ to my homie, smokin’ [?]
all these b-tches wanna f-ck, ayy, me? i’m tryna date
they be rocking thousand dollar shoes-
i look better in some fakes
i look better than the [24th?], never [?] hoes
i got shooters, they my felon- it’s some really [?] hoes
i got shooters, they my felony- pop the pill, go [?]
white boy, euro, in the trap, f-ck her, in the neck
[chorus: euro5tar]
uh-uh-uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
uh-uh-uh, uh, uh, really i-
uh-uh-uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, i can no-
uh-uh-uh, uh, uh uh, uh, uh
uh-uh-uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
uh-uh-uh-uh
[verse: euro5tar]
[?] i shouldn’t baby
really, really shouldn’t baby
i was so delusional, because i thought you wouldn’t baby
i was so delusional, but got it from the floor
i was so delusional, in 1964, ayy, yeah (1964)
1968, you got work[politic, cool of you???], in 1968
all these b-tches wanna f-ck me, me? i’m tryna date
i just met this new girl, i don’t think that she it
(ah, sh-t, here we go again)
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