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letra de booka - ​hanz

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[intro]
b-tch
gone say
she been down
huh?
manicures in my pants
i can’t understand it
nothing in the world is candid
can a real n-gga manage?
might end up empty handed

[bridge 1]
early, early, early, early
felt it all as a seed

[verse 1]
this a curtain call
making heaven stall
i’m forever lost
took the ceiling off
just to keep it parked
got your main b-tch
in my sim card
sitting eye to eye
with the i am
looking up to who, n-gga f-ck that
looking down with pac, we above the rim
talking to the priest through the bluest tints
chain sw-ng
finna sign a deal with my slave name
i might top 6 your top 5
doa
your doa
dirty, dirty
ahh
do ‘em dirty til i’m god
the king home
told my b-tch she should bring some
[bridge 2]
the chosen is up to them
so who said you

[verse 2]
never had none
on my last breath
full mink
blue streak
collect call coochie
i just wanna f-ck, where you at right now
they gone try to hit me with a pat down
looking at me like the sh-t ain’t adding up
ain’t enough huh?
give it up huh?
don’t you play with me
cuz we mobb deep
you gon be going out on your knees
yelling lord help me please
won’t make it out on your own
don’t watch me, watch your tone
thought i told yall before
the vagabond finally home yeah

[chorus]
can you dig it
sucka
if she aint wit it
f-ck her
now pull up with it
gutta
b-tch i’m in it
wassup
[outro]
can you dig it, sucka
living under
on my brotha
taking from us
down all summer
heard the whisper
b-tches love us
undercover

chain is sw-ngin
different flavors
finger l!ckin
stacking chicken
eating michelin
til i’m dead
got my name, and nothing less

can you dig it??
wassup

- hanz

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