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letra de sound like who? (original) - ​ilovemakonnen

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[chorus: ilovemakonnen]
them n-ggas tryna sound like who? us?
them n-ggas tryna sound like who? us?
them n-ggas tryna sound like who? us?
them n-ggas tryna sound like who? us?

[verse 1: ilovemakonnen]
n-gga i hit the club, all these f-cking songs
sound the god d-mn same, what the f-ck these n-ggas on?
boy these n-ggas lame, out here rapping the same sh-t
and when i pull up on these n-ggas, they never have no bricks
or no weed, or no molly, or no motherf-cking coke
man this sh-t is not fun, these n-ggas ain’t even got no jokes
boy they broker than a joke, i’m out here rеally selling that dope
and i’m talking on tracks, n-ggas speaking thеse facts
and my dope is f-cking art and n-gga, my art is dope
so please don’t misconstrue my dope for meaning i’m here selling coke
cause i do not sell no coke, unless it’s coca cola
dasani water products, no, n-gga on us, f-cking get a sponsor
[chorus: ilovemakonnen]
them n-ggas tryna sound like who? us?
them n-ggas tryna sound like who? us?
them n-ggas tryna sound like who? us?
them n-ggas tryna sound like who? us?
them n-ggas tryna sound like who? us?
them n-ggas tryna sound like who? us?
them n-ggas tryna sound like who? us?
them n-ggas tryna sound like who? us?

[verse 2: lil yachty]
hold on, hold on
[?] just started
boat from the six, god these b-tches are h-rny
aye these b-tches tryna f-ck, cause my money is longer
and my change is real, n-gga you get the feel
hold on
36 diamonds are shining too bright, you can get you a picture
whoa, b-tch from the pic got an ass like a [?] but she can’t roll like a swisher
gimme them racks, i’ma pull up too clean, pull up in a fisker
i might pull up, i might pull off, pull off with your sister
diamonds they dance like meechie, saint laurent [?]
new balance on like i’m gleechie, bow to your knees when you greet me
whoa, new [?], all these p-ssy n-ggas cheesy
d-mn, i spent my whole check on my wrist, now my wrist lookin’ freezy
all these p-ssy n-ggas greasy, that’s why i stay with the same n-ggas who i been with, before i had that, now i got that, and i’m on now
b-tch tried to call my phone, said that she need some, better go now
bout to go and cop a crip, with a new italian b-tch, up in rome now
bout to cop a new [?], that’s a foul shot
balling hard like i’m a.i., p-ssy n-gga don’t you dare try
i heard your new song and it sound like pure sh-t, and you’re a lyricist
broke n-gga ain’t got a pot to p-ss, talking bout the diamonds in his wrist
[chorus: ilovemakonnen]
them n-ggas tryna sound like who? us?
them n-ggas tryna sound like who? us?
them n-ggas tryna sound like who? us?
them n-ggas tryna sound like who? us?
them n-ggas tryna sound like who? us?
them n-ggas tryna sound like who? us?
them n-ggas tryna sound like who? us?
them n-ggas tryna sound like who? us?

[verse 3: ilovemakonnen]

- ilovemakonnen

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