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letra de think about it - guè & cookin soul

[testo di “think about it” ft. freddie gibbs]

[intro: freddie gibbs]
check, check (i know you feelin’ it)
guè pequeno
ay, yo, think about your kids when you’re f-ckin’ with me (ah)
cosimo, milano
b-tch, check, check, ah
you better think about yo’ kids when you’re f-ckin’ with me (think about ’em)
ah (think about), f-ck n-gga (b-tch-ass n-gga), yeah
cookin soul
slam

[strofa 1: freddie gibbs]
let me get back on my sh-t, i been drinkin’ and druggin excessively (yeah)
got her snortin’ the sh-t at the beverly, f-ck is you tellin’ me?
i gotta get up and jump on the 8 a.m. flight, i been f-ckin’ all night
i can’t f-ck up the strategy (f-ck up the strategy)
lifestyles of the insane, let this sh-t get the best of me
devil be testin’ me, but the father keep blessin’ me
p-ssy sh-t ain’t in my pedigree, haters gon’ heckle me
think they filled up with estrogen, i could just pull up they messages (for real, n-gga)
fool, you friendly as a box of puppies with a chopper to your dome (b-tch)
make a f-ck n-gga call up his kids, tell ’em he ain’t never comin’ home
dead beat, cook his soul, he was dead meat
european hoes, game of thrones
i should keep these b-tches in the red keep
went electric on the benz jeep, old school, got a 450
baby mama, she was trippin’ on a n-gga
fashion week is every picture, man, i had some hoes with me (yes)
and some good grade a blow with me (yeah)
brought the snot box ‘cross the globe with me
i can k!ll a n-gga when the show’s endin’
but it’s funny you ain’t doin’ shows, n-gga (oh yeah)
cook his soul, he was dead meat
call his children up, i’ll turn his daddy to a dead beat
f-ckin’ european b-tches in the castle, keep a ho up at the red keep
f-ck n-gga
(you know what i’m sayin’, like, like you saw them game of thrones n-ggas)
pimp sh-t
[ritornello: freddie gibbs]
she smokin’ whole, throwin’ bows in the place to be (cook his soul, he was dead meat)
yeah
she doin’ drugs with the thugs in the place to be

[interludio 1: guè]
siamo a omotesandō, l’itamae prepara dei nigiri coi ricci (think about)
ah-ah, wow

[strofa 2: guè]
hittavo un’attrice di l.a. allo chateau martmont (wow)
alla festa non sento la bocca, coca, ero diventato di marmo (ah)
il collo era superghiacciato come se fosse un gennaio a malmö, for real
cento k sul mio palmo e, b-tch, credici
eravamo io e marco e due colombiane ma in una barca da sedici (ahahah)
l’ho hittata in cabina prima che salpassimo e io ho fatto tredici (uoh)
abbiamo pagato quel conto da n0bu soltanto con guadagni illeciti (seh)
scemo, ti mando in deficit (okay)
aereo privato, citation, ero con la campionessa olimpionica
stavo in completo brioni, la b-tch è bionica (d-mn)
se una tipa non chiava con g, la tipa è lesbionica (ahahah)
dopo due giorni di s-xting (what?)
prendi il mio amore su un prendisole di un pershing
yo, pensa che hai dei figli, no, don’t f-ck with me
se abbassiamo i finestrini del mio truck, oh sh-t
non vedo perché sposarmi, never trust a b-tch
spendo a shoreditch, bella freddie gibbs
[interludio 2: guè]
atterro a tirana
mi viene a prendere un benz direttamente in pista
levels

[ritornello: freddie gibbs]
she smokin’ whole, throwin’ bows in the place to be (cookin soul, he was dead meat)
yeah
she doin’ drugs with the thugs in the place to be (in the place to be)

[outro: freddie gibbs]
with the k!ll, on repeat (the future, future)
pick it up, b-tch, yeah
(think about)

- gue cookin soul

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