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letra de 50k bookings - fee gonzales

[intro: sample]
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[verse 1: fee gonzales]
yeah, the trap is dancing
my diamonds dancing
these b-tches dancing, man
i been advancing
we up our action, let the n-ggas do the talking
i’m stepping on these n-ggas, but i’m really walking
she got her own sh-t, she ain’t tryna handle bullsh-t
i’m in them porches, how the trap has been extorted
she acting boujee like she ain’t out here escortive
jimmy choos, i put my boo in
my mask off so no confusion
this sh-t a dream we uptown
and she wan come home with me
she want celine, but i got n-ggas in jail needing some p
we maximizing the profit
my new fit looking all gothic
we smoke him like we smoke tropic
i told her easy, stop it
they on my d-ck now, pause
lancey told me talk my sh-t now, of course
you inside, nah you ain’t been out
we in harvey’s, spending checks
we got money from the rex
took her shopping, told her flex
you get me
[bridge: fee gonzales]
i-i need an ap, holla my [?], yeah
x50 seats, spaghetti
i’m english, wear burberry (that’s right)
we baggin’ up in tellys
put grub in her ovary
i’m doing good, yeah very
my opps see me, i’m merry
p-ssy

[verse 2: lancey foux]
send the addy
have my n-ggas pull up heavy
i left a package with a baddie, ugly betty, huh uh
automatic with no manual, it’s a semi, uh huh
i know fee gon’ shoot that hat-trick, it’s a wetty, mm mm
i know they creeping, so i crawl in jeep defender, uh uh
i been swaggin’ all my life, repeat offender, uh uh
it ain’t none to pay the price, i hold my end up, uh uh
they pre my gang and it’s gon’ make ya check your members, your brothers
i sent that ting to saint tropez i needed a hot boy summer
i had ya baddie ’round the way, go make some money if you love her
high fashion, gyal pageant, n-gga, guns and the b-tter
tell lil stacy if you tweet me, i’ma make you meet ya brother
oh she playin’, cause ya lame
you could never be like us
shank on the stage, i paint my face
they in the comments saying “sus”
play the fool, so well
they can’t believe a n-gga tough
play the fool, so well
they’ll never see what i’m on
play it soft, with a glock, call me rock hard
underground legend, i go mainstream with a popstar
tell this model, she in a party with a mobster
tell them n-ggas, that ain’t your doggie, that’s the wrong lance
rockin’ armani, rockin’ cavalli, gave her one glance
she wanna be my barbie, say she love me, i gave her one chance
say they don’t like me, say they gon’ k!ll me, but you just can’t
i ain’t no dead man walking, i’m a dead man standing, one stance
[chorus: fee gonzales]
yeah, tryna get the opps addresses to address them
she never had it, but she said she had his bestfriends
i’m pressin’ b-ttons sms to send a message
you known for flexin’? i’m known to get ’em
this ain’t a test my n-gga, i’m known to check them
i ain’t like nun of them, i’m really different
they really call for duty, n-ggas call for missions
money big like biggie smalls, we the commission
i caught n-ggas out here actin’, rappin’ different
they wish that sh-t was like ours, but it isn’t
experienced, i lose two grams when i’m cookin’ (what)
i’m tryna work that til like 50k a bookin’

[outro: fee gonzales]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeh

- fee gonzales

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