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letra de drake no josh - guwop

verse:
nickelodeon at night
it ain’t no josh, but the drake to my right
scope boutta peek (peak) em, ain’t talking bout pike’s
lift up his body, no rope to a kite
draco be popping, like bro off the meds
and that b-tch got a drum, with a 4 and a egg (40)
forty on me, it’s gone blow off his head
then it’s back to the block, like i’m rudy gobert
mac 11 it twist up his body and sh-t
leave him shaking, they packed em, he harlem and dipped
f and n throwing a bunch of them bullets like brady, he f-cking with marcy and nem
red f and n, when it hit em he dead, now i feel like i’m working for jessie leclerk
promise on moms, y’all be broker than dirt
got an audemar watch, but it don’t even work
how is you fly? you ain’t been on a plane
i can’t be pressed, while you scr-ping up change
and yo b-tch gave me face, really ugly than sh-t, but you never receiving back none of this brain
sorry for leaving her sped or sum
if you f-cking with her, then you dead or dumb
ole king size b-tterfinger built ass b-tch, give me head, i won’t cum
see this ain’t no fronting, we really gone do it
don’t f-ck with these b-tches, that ain’t how i’m moving
like, why you look for love, when yo big bald ass straight build like cupid?
ain’t connecting with her, like the wifi slow
ole “drive me to here for a drive by” hoe
ole jack and beanstalk giant ass hoe
when she step in the joint, hearing fi fie fo
and she built like a man, she can’t fit in the room
if she fit in this b-tch, i would prolly salute
ole “1 month into boot camp” built b-tch, she belong to the troops
i’m done with you b-tches, in love with my fn
if she wasn’t dirty, i hit on her best friend
always the fattest ass home girl talking bout “you cannot do what her ex can”
only “ex” (x) that could hit me was malcolm
it’s still rip, but i’m not really pressed
if it’s smoke, you get changed by this glock, you artest
i got sticks that a flip em and blow off his neck
i got straps that a blow yo whole family down
you a b-tch, why it’s always a camera around?
i get caught, i got badges, they bailing me out
i’m in love with the green, i get celery now
so i put like a brick on yo head, like it’s nothing
we k!lling the opps, no it ain’t no discussion
we up on the score, but the opps never know it, they f-cking with jr smith or something

- guwop

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