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letra de lots - finding novyon

[hook]
hey, i got everything you need
i got lots, i got lots
i got everything you need
i got lots, i got lots
i got everything you need
i got lots, i got lots
i got everything you need
oh my god, oh my god
i got everything you

[verse 1: finding novyon]
colder than h-ll
don’t put that dope on the scale
hundreds have failed
b-tches be wishin’ me well
n-ggas be wishin’ i fell, but i prevail
hit the hammer on the nail
the b-tch that i’m with thick as h-ll
she carry my bail
just in a case a n-gga trippin’ and i leave him missin’
you know that my bae never tell
i’m michael phelps, and i swim in that p-ssy
somethin’ you never felt
b-tches be grabbin’ all over my belt
i’m tryna’ ball like i’m in nfl
man, can’t you tell? i got stories to tell
i got so many tales
b-tches be feelin’ me like i was braille
i just run through ’em and roll up a l
i got lots

[hook]
i got lots, i got lots
i got everything you need
i got lots, i got lots
i got everything you need
i got lots, i got lots
i got everything you need
i got lots, i got lots
i got everything you need
oh my god, oh my god
i got everything you need

[verse 2: allan kingdom]
i got everything you wishin’
if i promise, you will see
i am not your politician
i got everything you
dreamin’ ’bout, schemin’ ’bout
trees are loud, tool as well
rollin’ so deep wit’ my team
n-gga who’s at the adele?
who’s a feelin’ what i spit, feel the vibe
do something, end up in ripley’s tonight
i got thots, i got thots
all my b-tches surround me
i got lost, i got lost
baby thicker than ice cream
in a straw, i want top
i’m with novyon & team
that’s a squad, ladies squat
got the sauce, i got it

[verse 3: finding novyon]
b-tches be all on my jock, aye
b-tches be givin’ me top, aye
i never match wit’ my socks, aye
i never trapped on the block, aye
no finger prints on the glock, woo
no evidence of me sellin’ the rock, aye
what they goin’ say when i pull up, d-mn
boy i’m goin’ flex like a pull up, d-mn
boy i’m the sh-t like a pull up
trayvon martin wit’ my hood up, i’m a threat
hey! got $4 chain on my neck
my n-gga i dress to impress
copin’ sh-t just like i serve and protect
stunt on my ex
i got lots

i got everything you
i got everything you
i got everything you
i got everything you

- finding novyon

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