letra de potluck - hoodbaby rahrah, hoodbaby peppa & streameum
[intro: hoodbaby peppa]
(hmm, mhm, ok)
(mhm, hoodbaby)
(huh, huh)
(yeah, yeah, ok)
(yeah, yeah, hoodbaby)
(jerez cookin)
[chorus: hoodbaby pepa]
i’m getting faded, finally made it
i’m in an escalade, tinted, the latest
i dropped her favourite, now peppa her favourite
glock 23, call it jordan, my favourite
jumped off the porch landed straight on the pavement
i flushed my dope before my trap got raided
n-gga ain’t rap sh-t, straight outta [?] (ok)
if she [?] got me on her playlist (ok)
we got three foreigns parked outside of popeyes
we all brought food to the trap it’s a potluck
stopped sellin’ dope, i sold me i’m the product (yeah)
n-gga said me, i could make you more guala (on god)
i dropped [?] numbers went [?] (yeah)
bro just came home off a am, praise allah
i said bro beat a am, [?]
and my big cuz just freed up off a couple of bricks (yeah)
[verse 1: hoodbaby peppa]
after mom get a crib, gonna bust down my wrist
free up demarcus, taught me how to whip (whip)
i think they on to me, i switched my chip
stripper b-tch on, try swallow my kids
collect grass for a show then i go make the hits
if you bring your friends then it’s bound to get lit (for real)
i started off with a [?] and a zip (zip)
sixteen was trappin’, was tryna get rich (rich)
[verse 2: hoodbaby rahrah]
today he be here but be stronger tomorrow
be careful who you trust, even a shadow leave a n-gga dark
they love you when it’s beneficial
i’m in my own lane, they say “rahrah gon’ blow with the stars”
“huh, yeah, he a popstar”, they act like i won’t drop out the hot car
i’m sippin’ hydro not wokhardt
i’m on the top and they say that i got it (got it)
i need a real one, exotic, she see me she dancin’ on me in the party
she feelin’ all on the kid, she on my body, i’m chillin’ don’t do the relations
huh, i gotta face it, your homie dropped out, he got a face lift
double back brodie ain’t waitin’, i can’t say what i did but i made it
[chorus: hoodbaby pepa]
i’m getting faded, finally made it
i’m in an escalade, tinted, the latest
i dropped her favourite, now peppa her favourite
glock 23, call it jordan, my favourite
jumped off the porch landed straight on the pavement
i flushed my dope before my trap got raided
n-gga ain’t rap sh-t, straight outta [?] (ok)
if she [?] got me on her playlist (ok)
we got three foreigns parked outside of popeyes
we all brought food to the trap it’s a potluck
stopped sellin’ dope, i sold me i’m the product (yeah)
n-gga said me, i could make you more guala
i dropped [?] numbers went [?]
bro just came home off a am, praise allah
i said bro beat a am, [?]
and my big cuz just freed up off a couple of bricks (yeah)
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