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letra de drank twins - guapo

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[intro: baby smoove]
this b-tch, this b-tch, this b-tch
this b-tch askin’ ’bout my cup, but i told her mind her business
(i need 100 keyz)
i just told her mind her—

[verse 1: baby smoove]
this b-tch askin’ ’bout my cup, but i just told her mind her business
give me seven days, i been done ran up ten million
you know when n-ggas really broke, that sh-t put ’em in they feelings
i find that right credit union, then we might just go the distance
yeah, i feel like a bank, i’m totin’ fullies in my tank
my b-tch look like nia long, my coupe, it look like mary j
i’m in houston, i feel the spirit, i’m pourin’ quay, this sh-t for take
i’m in gallery in the galleria, i emptied out the bank
i’m in houston, i’m with guap, he say, “i wish a n-gga’d play”
i told him, “chill, you know we got it, you just caught that extra casе”
told that b-tch i’m ten million in, ain’t no upgrade
i told that b-tch i bet hе broke, i made a ‘rari in one day

[verse 2: guapo]
yeah, tell that b-tch i bet he broke, just made a fifty off a play
uh, talk tough behind my back, but in my face, got nothin’ to say
yeah, they know that we slimy, they come ’round and tuck the chain
yeah, i don’t give a f-ck ’bout rhymin’, you play ’round, you meetin’ drac’
yeah, i’m slimier than slime, we pourin’ quagen out the pint
diamonds bustdown, we them youngins that they hate, uh
load touch down, they’ll be gone before the night
uh, them b-tches gone before the day end
high-speed, wreck the ‘cat, it’s cool ’cause smoove said i could take his
i done popped a perky, on a thirty, we don’t take ten
and i’m sippin’ dirty, pourin’ drank, it feel amazin’
[verse 3: baby smoove]
i’ma order maybachs off the lot, i left it vacant
i’m in texas, so i add that big red to put the drank in
i been doin’ this sh-t then and now, that’s somethin’ you ain’t did
the way she swallow every drop, you would think this b-tch hate kids
i check the tag for the size, don’t give no f-ck what the price is
i was in saks for twenty minutes, they done got me for a light ten
if you don’t like them n-ggas, tell me, i don’t follow where the hype is
if i say it, they’ll do it, they ain’t askin’ what the price is

[verse 4: guapo]
yeah, guap the type to run off with the sack like jerry rice did
caught an opp, i put a tracker on his car, feel like the spy kids
out of wock’, i might just pour the quagen up if they don’t got red
this b-tch a munch, i saved her name inside my phone as “ice spice twin”

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