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letra de sleepin' in an mansion - fredo santana

[hook]
pourin’ up in traffic in that foreign
i don’t want ya b-tch man she boring
all white c0ke like it’s snowing
yeah i’m in my glory, see me glo’n
brand new chopper and it’s handsome
hollow tip bullets got him dancin’
came a long way from a kitchen
now a n-gga sleepin’ in a mansion

[verse 1]
came a long way from gang banging on the block
robbin’ n-ggas with that tommy on dummy
now i got a couple trap houses, couple pent houses
couple aks, lotta b-tches, lotta of money
a couple face shots make ’em fall back
two nines strapped they ready for combat
finessed you out your bricks so don’t call back
you ready for a war and sh-t i’m with that)
i don’t want your b-tch man she too basic
yea, i’m gettin’ money like i’m caucasian
see i don’t f-ck with n-ggas, man, they too fugazy
savage squad records man, we too crazy

[verse 2]
woke up feelin like superman
30k up in my pocket, gun up in my hand
c0ke so white that it need a tan
c0ke so white it’s with the ku klux klan
owe me money, you don’t pay off wit ya head
“i’ll k!ll ’em for ya fredo!” that’s what my shooters said
“glah! glah! glah! glah!”
that’s what my rugers said
k!ll a n-gga then go laugh about it, then i pop a xan’
pull up smokin’ kush, sippin’ on this f-ckin’ high tech
posted up with the gang on this f-ckin’ squad sh-t
fredo trap ain’t doin’ numbers man i call that nonsense
rerockin’ remixin’ just to get a profit
squad

- fredo santana

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