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letra de no dough (madlib remix) - fly anakin

[verse]
yuh
i’m still talking my sh-t, parking the whip
now i’m adjusting my fit, pardon my b-tch, she had enough of my sh-t
she pulling sticks out the telfar widdit fronto stuffed in it
keep it low for minute he paranoid
farewell to the boy they can’t avoid
still hearing his mama voice found drugs in the void
that’s his only choice say no, right?
they hate if it’s ’bout the sh-t that he like
i could assume his m-th- moon, made me fly you a kite
here we are, copping out of velour setting the bar
posse well fed, put it on your head, you’ll die
five finger discounted heater pull it out in july
all my life i had to fight so it’s f-ck you
n-ggas don’t never help but always ask “whatchu been up to?”
nevermind mine, b-tch i’m bron bron, this is our side
read the sign, there’s a landmine, hope ya man fine
if not, f-ck it i won’t be there for the debacle
i ride shottie, me and shawty ’bout to hit the brothel
just to collect, sms, n my set like this the rest
playing less, b-tch we carried the city before we left
[chorus]
yo, yo, yo, make sure you got my dog ‘fore i go loco
they wasn’t f-ckin with me when i was a local
put on for n-ggas and n-ggas hit me with no show
i’m never doing sh-t again for no dough
that’s a no-no, aye that’s a no-no
they wasn’t f-ckin with me when i was a local
put on for n-ggas and n-ggas hit me with no show
i’m never doing sh-t again for no dough
that’s a no-no, aye that’s a no-no

- fly anakin

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