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letra de taboo v2 - goon des garcons

[intro]
sometimes i do
i think about you
sometimes i do
i dream about you
i love what i can’t have yeah that’s true
my sweetest taboo

[verse 1]
i hop in my car, cruise at godspeed
i know they want whack raps
nah, that’s not me
man i’m more the og bape sh-t
and rocking ice creams
i ain’t judging n-gg-
just let you know that’s y’all thing
i came in this sh-t to do what i dreamed
and to give my people a shot at seeing new things
and wit allat said, i still got gold in my teeth
if you think i’m sh-ttin now i suggest you not blink

the sun is shining i know i’ll be just fine
everything you’re supposed to have
you’ll have in due time
all these things they haunt me
they run around in my mind
n-gg- lost in time
the young maniac by design

i’m drinking this hennessy
riding & riding on e
still sippin’ codeine
my girl worried bout me
i full throttled the jeep
big body still creep
she purr in my leather seats
she wet enough for my needs

[verse 2: ta’east]
(yeah)
she got a man
she got a man
i don’t believe it
i don’t believe it
you at my house creepin don’t wanna leave her
respect the game every season (uh)
from cuffing things you used to cuddle with
to summer slimmmys to huddle with
lil mama on you and you on my d-ck
wanna mislead you
come and receive me
it’s all deceiving
i want everything i can’t have
which is pretty much nothing
the world is a canvas
the earth is my comp-ss
that’s money and god
that’s just both in abundance
swimming women with they old condominiums
five plus five is all i need
is to get it in
get it you 20 then
you getting yours
im getting mine
we can just split it and
going dutch still a gentleman (uh)
n-gg-s want to get rid of em’ (uh)
money talk im long winded then (uh)
bars hot im just riddlin (uh)
(haha)

[outro]
sometimes i do
i think about you
sometimes i do
i dream about you
i love what i can’t have yeah that’s true
my sweetest taboo

- goon des garcons

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