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letra de kant you tell - freshie

[intro: freshie]
(plug)
yuh
yuh
yuh yuh yuh

[chorus: freshie]
do it how i do it bet i do it n-gga can’t you tell
god the only judge told my haters they can wish me well
prayin’ to the lord i’m like f-ck it i can’t go to h-ll
pistol on my side dodgin’ 12 i can’t go to jail
og gas pack no smell get it through the mail
pourin’ up that dirty [?] movin’ like a snail
pourin’ up that dirty ginger ale wit my n-gga [?]
lil freshie just bust a cell i don’t need a scale
ridin’ with the coppas on my tail i might need a bail
wonder why your pockets lookin frail you got no clientele
p-ssy wet almost slip and fell
beat it till it swell
gimmie head call it shower gel
rockin’ new chanel

[verse 1: freshie]
why would i bless you
if i couldn’t finesse you
all about a dollar boy
couldn’t let thеse n-ggas catch you
why would that stress you?
i’m just tryna flex too
shawty shе a boppa told that b-tch i need that neck boo
no b-tch i can’t rescue
i just want to s-x you
all up on my d-ck, she like babe do i impress you?
freshie he up next got that gas all in my chest [?]
you ain’t got no money i need that check just like a [?]
[chorus: freshie]
do it how i do it bet i do it n-gga can’t you tell
god the only judge told my haters they can wish me well
prayin’ to the lord and i’m like f-ck it i can’t go to h-ll
pistol on my side dodgin’ 12 i can’t go to jail
og gas pack no smell get it through the mail
pourin’ up that dirty [?] movin’ like a snail
pourin’ up that dirty ginger ale wit my n-gga [?]
lil freshie just bust a cell i dont need a scale
ridin’ with the coppas on my tail i might need a bail
wonder why your pockets lookin frail you got no clientele
p-ssy wet almost slip and fell
beat it till it swell
gimmie head call it shower gel
rockin’ new chanel

[verse 2: lamb$]
30 m’s on the way i can feel it (plug)
choppa spot b-tch i bet that boy ‘ill feel it
in an out the coupes i ain’t no regular civilian
we ain’t stop for no red lights like sh-t pay the ticket (ay-ay)
weighing up drugs having mood swings
i get irritated every time my phone ring
but that’s how it go when your prices this low
one stop shop serve it like domino’s
f-ck the police they took my glock from me (f-ck 12)
when i got to winning bought a glock-19 (f-ck 12)
weighin’ up that wok on a triple beam (a triple beam)
f-ck 12 and f-ck opps they don’t bother me
[chorus: freshie]
do it how i do it bet i do it n-gga can’t you tell
god the only judge told my haters they can wish me well
prayin’ to the lord and i’m like f-ck it i can’t go to h-ll
pistol on my side dodgin’ 12 i can’t go to jail
og gas pack no smell get it through the mail
pourin’ up that dirty [?] movin’ like a snail
pourin’ up that dirty ginger ale wit my n-gga [?]
lil freshie just bust a cell i don’t need a scale
ridin’ with the coppas on my tail i might need a bail
wonder why your pockets lookin frail you got no clientele
p-ssy wet almost slip and fell
beat it till it swell
gimmie head call it shower gel
rockin’ new chanel (yuh)

[outro]
(plug)
(plug house)

- freshie

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