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letra de off the top - harry potta wit da stick

off the top lyrics
[intro: harry potta wit da stick]
what’s up man im back man
you already know mr lavioso
kick this sh-t off right

[hook: harry potta wit da stick]
ima cold stone (what)
carry sticks like a (what)
rode wave street (what)
okc i bring the (ok)
laying pipe ima (ok)
my shawty hot like the (ok)
we slide of in that (skrr)
you ain’t got it you a
ima cold stone stunner (316)
carry sticks like a drummer (blllll)
rod wave street runner
like okc i bring the thunder
laying pipe ima plumber
my shawty hot
like the summer (rae)
we slide off in that hummer (skrr)
you ain’t really got it
you a fronter (he ain’t got it)

[verse 1: harry potta wit da stick]
you prentda (pretenda)
you beginner (beginner)
you copy cat (p-ssy)
you a printer
you n-ggas rats master splinter
bout my money bread winner
flow cold like the winter
and this just the beginning
you know a young n-gga winning
sorry jesus christ for sinning
let me start by saying this
i don’t mean to c-cky
i’m the m-th- f-ckn best (no doubt)
ain’t no m-th-f-ckn probably
betta check the f-ckn stats (check em)
i’m scoring goals like ice hockey
i’m good on everything
i’m the sauce no teriyaki ( no cap)
shout out to mari (mari)
never sorry playing 2k not atari
they tryna us like safari
but we slide off in that rari (skrr)
we slide on squares you n-ggas sorry
y’all push petals we riding harley’s
met a bit named miranda but she didn’t know icarly
what’s the facts
tell me where we at do we need the straps
we totin packs
this sh-t hits so good you might get a heart attack
now boy relax
b4 i grab the mac and get yo ass cracked
put you on a plaque
now we in all black carrying 4’s like dak
now i lost mind
carry the stick like i’m blind
1 present 1 assigned
your not that guy ( carter man)
always talking on the net
until it’s time to come outside (p-ssy)
don’t cross that line
cause ill aim at your 4
and let off 5 out the 9
get yo egg fried
with a side of hash browns
and some crispy ass f-ckn swine
n-gga don’t play i’ll ruin ya day
taurus some sh-t like it’s may
you betta f-ckin pray
my n-ggas stay baggin sh-t
like we work for frito lay
what a cliché like a buffet
i’m your girls favorite entree (eat me up)
foul on the play
really bout my chicken
like i work for chick-fil-a
n-gga wassup tell me what’s good
609 brookside that’s my hood (brookside)
i hope you understood
rolling backwoods
balling out like i’m on the hardwood (yessir)
feeling like calvin “cambridge”
driving foreigns “ lane switch”
bout my money “get rich”
rip juice “ya dig”

- harry potta wit da stick

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