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letra de coke slore - frenzo haraami

[intro – frenzo]
frenzo
rami dalla
pudhiya
rami kutti

[verse – frenzo]
hoes gather round just to hear me talk
if it’s not mayfair then it’s canary wharf
she just f-cked ten man now she can barely walk
i just sniffed ten gram now i can barely talk
i got some outside, i got some in-house
for that oral without or that c-m in-mouth
and i ain’t f-cking with no underpaid b-tches
or no renegade b-tches or no underage b-tches, no
me broke? that’s a myth, call it folk lore
frenzy harami with my little c-ke wh-r-
cabbage and carrots like we’re trying to make coleslaw
if you kiss that b-tch you’ll get a cold sore
they call me vince mcmahon up in crack town
’cause i’ve got raw and my brother lays the smackdown
there was a crackdown so we came back down
the same olders back then, they’re all smoking crack now
big pimping i lay the mac down
i’ve got my cash cow dressed in a black gown
money went low but you should see the stack now
straight wagyu beef, i’m trying to eat some black cow
trap phone ringing in the background
she gets wet every time she hears that sound
i’ve got them flat-belly tings with the belly rings
and when the celly rings you know we stack pounds
remix the blow, stretch it like elastic
three bricks in a row, akhi that’s a hat-trick
two lines of snow, she be doing backflips
then one line of ket, she’ll be looking like a spastic
it’s the pharmacist, i tip half a brick
i chop it up and get rid of it for half-past six
’cause i’m the paki that started it
you better go and get your level one starter kit
back in ’03, i was in cunch with half the hit
trust me bro you don’t even know the half of it
we out here trapping so when you hit the man
you’ll get the c-ke straight away, call it instagram
i just dropped a chaabi to my likkle man
them panchods in the station trying to flip the man
so right now i’m under scrutiny
cats ringing the line, trying to get food to me
big man talking ’bout what they’d to me
it’s big macs in ten minutes like uber eats
back then they didn’t notice me
now when i walk down the street they all notice p
it’s the pharmacist, call me the haramacist
i’m with two white girls, one has slightly larger t-ts
money making b-tches, not ones to barter with
i’ve got the soft white, my brother’s got the harder bricks
i’ve got what you want, tell me what do you need?
two of you try to rob me, at least one of you bleeds
nowadays fam, i’m running through trees
bunning cali weed while we’re running from the police
and we’re coming for the sneeze
i’m into cocaine buy-and-sell
i got my white girl texting the clientele
i got a couple new hoes, gotta give them time to gel
will it work out? i guess only time can tell

- frenzo haraami

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