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letra de ​park it - harle

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[verse 1: harle]
up pole, i got his ass singing logic, bad b-tch from the islands, she exotic
walked in and it’s silent, get to sparking
you ain’t never held a f-cking strap, quit the larping
scene hoe and she petite, she been starving
white girl call her hannah, she be carving
one look, got your b-tch in heat, now she barking
give my dog three, he gon’ do it, what a bargain
brand new whip, no key, push to start it
230 on the dash, that sh-t a starship
zero gravity off the gas, i’m where the stars is
shoutout doc for the gas, always blow exotic
if i link this b-tch, then we is not gon’ chop it
staring at my pants, know that b-tch about to slop it
panties in the way, i told her ass drop it
beat on her walls till her knees f-cking locking

[verse 2: m0rgue]
going crazy like i’m daniel larson, keys to the whip, give it up, just to park it
that b-tch is a sl-t, i saw her on the market
told that n-gga, drop the lo’ and then i had to mark it
acid in the forest, i’m feeling hypnotic
he said he gon’ up the pole, so i had to knock him
he said that he shooting threes, so i had to block it
walk up in the party, dripping like a faucet
that’s your b-tch house, i live right across it
he don’t even do sh-t, i swear that he just talk it
i just sit at home, i be making song hits
swear to god, your pack weak, out the bong rip

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