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letra de blocc party - houston x

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[producer tag]
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[chorus]

get loose, bedroom
four models, let’s shoot

pigs don’t ever do right
please don’t ever lose sight

no roof, pull up
two choppas, get juiced

we gon’ have a good night
two shots never lose sight (eeeeaaaahhh)

x2

[verse 1]

two shots
when a n-gga round here you not

real n-ggas gon’ make a new block
can’t deal with these n-ggas fugazi
can’t even try eat from my plate
that’s the sh-t finna’ make me go ape

she say dad you can nut on my face (eurghh)
tell her slow and steady win thе race (yeah yeah)

and shе’s so insane with the bounce (yeah)
how you make a n-gga feel aroused

let that ass move let it shake
make that sh-t go in sync with the bass (brrr)

‘cuz you know i’d never do the chase
send her running track on the team (wooo)

late-night she balance on my beam
late-night i’m tryna’ make her scream (woo woo)

she say that i’m the man with a dream

[chorus]

get loose, bedroom
four models, let’s shoot

pigs don’t ever do right
please don’t ever lose sight
no roof, pull up
two choppas, get juiced

we gon’ have a good night
two shots never lose sight (eeeeaaaahhh)

x2

[breakdown]

omg diego

get loose, bedroom
four models, let’s shoot

pigs don’t ever do right
please don’t ever lose sight

no roof, pull up
two choppas, get juiced

we gon’ have a good night
two shots never lose sight

[verse 2]
i get that you poppin’
you rockin’ your body
you making your dollars all on the phone (grrrrrrrrr)

i hit a new level
i can’t deal with copies
i want a new watch but i need the dough (yeah)

i came for the profits
ain’t nothing can stop me
i move like a rocket straight to the moon (du du du du)

what you tell em’
(get that sh-t uh huh, i left my b-tch what’s up)

get to the chopper chopper (yeah)
houston i love to luh’ ya (grrrrr)

still with the under-covers
dealing with all the pressure (wah)

been lit since an adolescent
man i been with the ‘malis innit

i jeet till’ i hit the limit
skeet till’ i hit the ceiling

if you stiff you gon’ get the boot (brrr)
man i feel like i’m letting loose
watchu’ want we can get it fool

that’s a new avenue (yeah)
for my n-ggas who never knew how to loot
(bu bu bu boom)

for my n-ggas who never knew how to shoot
for the n-gga who hiding behind the cam (brrrrr)

imma pop in the clip with my other hand
where was you when i became the thunder-man

hit the roof and i never learnt how to land
man you can’t get in reach of my rubber bands
man you can’t get enough(yeah)

[pre-chorus]

bend her over, i’m the casanova
catch her growling like a testarossa
when i hit 30, man i’m going sober

i love my brothers, david, ahmed, and a couple others
they never fold cuz’ they never told
man this a party, what’s the magic code

[chorus]

get loose, bedroom
four models, let’s shoot

pigs don’t ever do right
please don’t ever lose sight

no roof, pull up
two choppas, get juiced

we gon’ have a good night
two shots never lose sight

- houston x

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