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letra de bonehead behavior - gaika

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on a bridge i saw you
stone faced as i rode away
my eyes adored you

la da di da da di di day
gimme dat gimme dat
la da di da da di di day
gimme dat gimme dat
la da di da da di di day
gimme dat gimme
la da di da da di di day
yeah gimme dat bread

on a bridge i saw you
stone faced as i rode away

book of sleep chop
wake up with the infinite scroll
sensimilla ash in a bronze bowl
and there’s frost outta road
cos there’s moisture in the air
and i’m praying for a thick wife
cold pickneys running round with the big knives
helmet on cut the lights jump the bikes
i’m swerving out sights knocking n-gga with a mic
differеnt day differ situation
patient zero with thе big rings
i’m blatant with the stones little finger bling
lose a pinky if you sing sing
i’m locked in conspiring for the win
divine wind on this murder music ting
up in ginza with the bad lieutenants
only human with a faster blades
getting paid of the sky scr-pe
streets of rages milk off maggies bait
so i’m laying in the vault just scanning for gans
see the scribbles on on my back im the black hand
purple tape anti fake on the circuit cam
la da di da da di di day
gimme dat gimme dat
la da di da da di di day
gimme dat gimme dat
la da di da da di di day
gimme dat gimme
la da di da da di di day
yeah gimme dat bread

on a bridge i saw you
stone faced as i rode away

cracked out creeping when they racked out
mummy dropped a stack but he can’t put the pack down
i grabbed a bat and hoped hoped he really sat down
this middle of the town its w1
the yute was talking crud outside my house, he’s on drugs
blood fire for the craven looking bits
chase for the status ask teks
place your bets on a next poomplex flinging xs of they chest
cah we all broke and vex numb from the meds
greenbacks put them bubbles on him head
i’m a captain in this ting so you can stand at ease
bump this in your batmobile like roadside gs
lurking in the cut straight plotting on thee ps
50/50 with them bloodclart thieves
i mean
its chaos in these streets
the crayons and the cleats and the beef
but
i’ve never been a chief
draw me a halo i’ll smack you in the t–th

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