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letra de call up my *intro* - hundo

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[verse 1: hundo]
water diamonds, my wrist like a fountain
mansion sit on the hill like a mountain
dive right in her ocean, think i’m drowning
hit her from the back, her booty bouncing
need a bandage, my thumb hurt from counting
so many racks, i look like an accountant
rose gold patek with pointers around it
stone cold fashion, these fits, you can’t have it
drip drop, hundo gone climb to the tip top
bought her chanel and gucci flip flops
stay fresh as h-ll ‘cause my fits hot
all blue cars like a crip lot
all blue tips make him crip walk
i can send a hit through the inbox
flawless baguettes on my wristw-tch
she get wet when i step inside the room
know i sweep through this cash just like a broom
v8 engine got horses, make it zoom
bullets rain like a storm, protect ya’ dude
i got rocks in my ear, can’t hear you fool
when we air out the place, you hear a boom
not the same, what you count i times by two
stop the cap ‘cause you broke like missing screws (yeah)
throw my wrist up, it get cold like december
or cold the winter, i look like a winner
she gobble for dinner
versace my sheets and gucci on my pillow
i’m pulling up neat and clean inside the rental
i gave her so much wood she caught a splinter
she look like a waitress everytime i tip her
got caught without his pipe, we blew his mental
better pray to god you never lacking
‘cause we pistol packing, i’ma get the backend
then put it on yo’ head and make ‘em track it
then make ‘em go and buy yo’ ass a casket
i’m sorry, that’s what you get for p-ssy rapping
they speak on my name but never know what happened
the f-ck she tryna’ diss for? she just acting
she let everybody hit it like a racket
[chorus: hundo]
call up my (call up my what?)
call up my slime
slime him ass out, i ain’t got no time
n-ggas dissing, i don’t pay ‘em no mind
if he itching i’ma pay that fine
know they hate a n-gga shine
or they hate to see what’s really mine
call up my slime

[verse 2: hundo]
verse two, n-ggas thought it was over
got luck like a clover
buy her fashion nova
we f-ck outside the loft, don’t like the sofa
extended clip my glock, got paranoia
ninety-nine shots in the chop’ plus one, that’s a hundred some’ bullets piercing through yo’ rover
ninety-nine thots in the spot plus one, that’s a hundred some’ b-tches tryna’ f-ck you over

[bridge: hundo]
need it all, don’t want to be greedy
tryna’ ball like kobe and gigi
if i fall i’ll get back up easy
‘cause i picked myself up with no teaching
need it all, don’t want to be greedy
tryna’ ball like kobe and gigi
if i fall i’ll get back easy
‘cause i picked myself up with no teaching
[chorus: hundo]
call up my (call up my what?)
call up my slime
slime his ass out, i ain’t got no time
n-ggas dissing, i don’t pay ‘em no mind
if he itching, i’ma pay that fine
know they hate to see a n-gga shine
or they hate to see what’s really mine
call up my slime

- hundo

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