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letra de 240 - gocci bon

[verse 1]
we’re going 80 miles, this car from 83
i need to buy some time, i thought the sh-t was free
i’m running out of it, let’s hit the store so i can get a fix
get a l!ck, one less, and then we outta here
i think you pretty pretty, these verses sh-tty, pretty
good, best i’ve ever been, playing keyboard midis
minimum wage like you were waitress from the chili’s
but you worth a billi’ like you worth the eililish
stylish, like your eyelashes in that makeup
cuz i was fighting urge to just to f-cking make-out
videotape like mac demarco fore’ “salad days”
and you make my day, cuz you “my kind of woman”
but you are never here, cuz you are non-existent
you ain’t fake as f-ck, but… you always missing
now we kissing as i switch the gears up, okay!
baby can you hold my hand as we get away?

[pre-hook]
girl
i know
you’ve been looking for someone like me
(like me, like me!)
and i
just want to
spend my whole god d-mn day with you
(with you girl!)

[hook]
let me sing you songs, till the day’s gone
girl let’s take a drive
in my 240

same music taste, bootleg c-ssette
tape deck play
in my 240

cuddle by the beach, surfing all day
can you drop by
around 2:40

wish you were real thang, but you are made up
now i’m f-cking stuck
in my 240

[verse 2]
yeah, yeah, yeah, this ain’t a dream car-
but you- are my dream girl
steering wheel swerve on them b-tches
sh-t now my transmission shot
driver license gone
never had one, like you
what it do?
neck is blue
cheeks are red
never expect
that you would end up
in p-ssenger seat
right beside me
but this sh-t don’t make any sense
cuz i ain’t even f-cking met you yet
(uhh)

[verse 3]
another d-mn day
another sunset
another album out
another f-cking year
fear aging, f-ck that, i hate the thought of it
i like thought of us so here’s some food for it
we can get it fast, or we can take it slow
its up to you baby, just let me know
like tomorrow, though it never comes in “el mañana”
and i ain’t feel good, speeding way from el policia

[hook]
let me sing you songs, till the day’s gone
girl let’s take a drive
in my 240

same music taste, bootleg c-ssette
tape deck play
in my 240

cuddle by the beach, surfing all day
can you drop by
around 2:40

wish you were real thang, but you are made up
if i don’t meet you soon
i’m drinking two forties

[verse 4]
four of these, forties
i know your bored of me
so i swerved off the road and crashed the 240
you too cool for me
and now the weather’s stormy
not daniels but this sh-t is getting corny
and i wish you’d love me back
and i wish we’d f-ck around in my hatchback
but i ain’t got the f-cking cash for it
i don’t even own the car, but you took the keys
and all you do is leave
and now i’m “all alone”

- gocci bon

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