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letra de shangri la - freddie gibbs & the alchemist

[intro]
hit the weed, drink the drink up and toot the blow
yeah, yeah
tell a ho, run a, check, check, yeah
meet your mom, check, check
tell a ho, run a, check, check, yeah (yeah, ho)
tell a ho, run a, check, check, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[verse 1]
woke up and hit the dope, yeah
i done made it, the good lord done gave me a whole ‘nother twenty-four
i got two b-tches in malibu making a movie, this sh-t here the moviе score
hit the weed, drink the drink up and toot thе blow
tell me, is you a stud or is you a ho? (woo, yeah, ho)
f-ck it, i love ’em both
baby mama and mistress, nut in ’em both
rock-a-bye baby b-tches want child support
rock that ice in her face, then i rock her boat
let me post up at your place and chop the blow
let me post up at your place and catch a vic
let you slide in this dm on freaky sh-t

[pre-chorus]
now i wonder, if i ever crossed you or lost you
would you ever set me up, wet me up?
yeah, you a sneaky b-tch
[chorus]
how many l!cks, ho? yeah
how many tricks, ho? yeah
how many d-cks, ho? uh

[verse 2]
b-tch, i don’t wanna know
girl, this ain’t your first trip, you been ’round before
f-cked some rich n-gga, f-cked up the town before
b-tch, your heart was already broke, i picked it up off the floor
so i can’t be responsible, this sh-t was optional (yeah)
i was thinking ’bout taking it in and just keeping one b-tch, but that sh-t was illogical (yeah)
once i get up, a n-gga get lit up, i might hit your b-tch up, i can’t make no promise, ho
man, these b-tches got n-ggas investing, it don’t make no sense and it don’t make no dollars, ho
once i get up, a n-gga get lit up, i might f-ck a brick up, i can’t make no promise, ho

[chorus]
how many l!cks, ho? yeah
how many tricks, ho? yeah
how many bricks, ho? what?
hand me my pistol

[verse 3]
don’t forget, hit that light by the window
i’ma pull up when i see the signal
i take cold-blooded k!llers on kick doors
if you ain’t come to shoot, what you slid for?
if you run off on me, then you tweaking, b-tch
it gon’ come back around, you can keep it, b-tch
i done have b-tches get on the internet, try me like zion, i’m still undefeated, b-tch
you a ho, then you broke, then you tweaking, b-tch
sucking on the wrong d-ck, you ain’t eating, b-tch
[pre-chorus]
now i wonder if i ever crossed you or lost you
would you ever set me up, wet me up?
yeah, you a sneaky b-tch

[chorus]
how many l!cks, ho? yeah
how many tricks, ho? yeah
i hit her friend, though, yeah
so many tears, ho

[post-chorus]
girl, this ain’t your first trip, you been ’round before
f-cked some rich n-gga, f-cked up the town before
b-tch, your heart was already broke, i picked it up off the floor
so i can’t be responsible, this sh-t was optional (yeah)

[outro]
you an option, b-tch
baby, this sh-t was optional
yeah
and you know i got options, ho, yeah

- freddie gibbs the alchemist

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