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letra de comin thru - father

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[intro]
(forgive me, father)

[chorus: father]
shorty, d-mn, shorty, d-mn, shorty, d-mn
when you gon’ come ’round without your man?
yeah
when you comin’ through?
when you comin’ through?
when you comin’ through?
when you comin’ through?
n-gga d-mn, n-gga d-mn, n-gga d-mn
i been waitin’ 30 minutes on weedman
yeah
when you comin’ through?
when you comin’ through?
when you comin’ through?
when you comin’ through?

[verse 1: father]
when you comin’ through?
i need something to do
and you know i got a blunt and some 100 proof
don’t get it misconstrued, i got a number 2
fall, winter, springtime and a summer boo
but come in through the back my neighbors watch like hulu, them
saw me pull up with a mulan and a new lil kim
on her knees, on her knees, on her knees
got mulan them in a 3 ain’t no tellin’ i’ma do to them

[chorus: father]
shorty, d-mn, shorty, d-mn, shorty, d-mn
when you gon’ come ’round without your man?
yeah
when you comin’ through?
when you comin’ through?
when you comin’ through?
when you comin’ through?
n-gga d-mn, n-gga d-mn, n-gga d-mn
i been waitin’ 30 minutes on weedman
yeah
when you comin’ through?
when you comin’ through?
when you comin’ through?
when you comin’ through?

[verse 2: keithcharles sp-cebar]
smith & wesson, 24 hour protection
deodorant, quit b-tch n-ggas flexin’
i’m in a jam, they holla finish him
oh
i’m through the cut, boy, i’m johnny cage
eyes too asian with a lucy liu thang
i’m multi-taskin’ rippin’ plastic off the magnum
we was f-ckin’ in the civic, p-ssy feelin’ like a phantom

[chorus: father]
shorty, d-mn, shorty, d-mn, shorty, d-mn
when you gon’ come ’round without your man?
yeah
when you comin’ through?
when you comin’ through?
when you comin’ through?
when you comin’ through?
n-gga d-mn, n-gga d-mn, n-gga d-mn
i been waitin’ 30 minutes on weedman
yeah
when you comin’ through?
when you comin’ through?
when you comin’ through?
when you comin’ through?

[verse 3: stalin majesty]
we them guys, we them guys, we them guys
whisperin’ sweet nothings in her ears sl!ck tellin’ lies
ignorance is bliss though, and right now she’s feelin’ fine
hands between her thighs ’til we have to sever ties
godd-mn i’m throwed, godd-mn she throwed, godd-mn he so throwed
couldn’t find the baguettes there’s nothing wrong with the flow
no time to cuddle sweetie, i got to go
she blockin’ her throat, hey b-tch, no means no
okay?

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