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letra de pink lemonade - izzy93

[intro]
we just playin’ with ’em on this one, you heard me?

[chorus]
pour some drank inside the lemonade and turn that b-tch pink
vvs in my ring, really water like a sink
40 racks in my jeans like a n-gga robbed a brink
you ain’t talkin’ ’bout no money, i don’t never wanna link
everyday i wake up and try to double up the profit
i don’t work inside a trap, i don’t got no fiends knockin’
but my bag goin’ up, ain’t no way this sh-t stoppin’
i can walk inside a nina’s, if i like it, i’ma cop it
spend a rack on some shoes and 500 on a tee
paid 6 for the ring, another 10 on my t–th
give a f-ckin’ what they reppin’, [?]
hottest n-gga in the hood and the hottest in the streets
f-ck double, i’ma try and go make thе money triple
wake up and hit thе block, [?]
got a choppa in this b-tch, pack a punch like [?]
have them hitters go and fill a opp with lead like a pencil
[verse]
i-i’ma sip on drank ’til my eyes go shut
straight drop inside my cup, boy, [?]
got a bad bougee b-tch but i f-ck her like a sl-t
she know i’m a rare breed and these lil’ n-ggas mutts
quick to put a hole in one like a n-gga playin’ put
bring them rounds to yo’ door like i work at pizza hut
i got a glock with a d-ck, it’s boutta bust, you catch a nut
walk the city with no bodyguard, i still don’t get touched
i got bloods that get it poppin’, i got crips that get it crackin’
f-ck a semi, they be ridin’ with a fully automatic
and my gang [?], they gon’ let them n-ggas have it
n-ggas jealous like a b-tch ’cause they know my money stackin’
i done balled on these n-ggas like sam l jackson
no cap in my rap, i be really countin’ [?]
like a n-gga got addicted, you can tell that i’m packin’
no standin’ ovation but this b-tch start clappin’
i’ma still crash this sh-t even though i’m off the lean
everything i spit is dope, i done turn ’em to a fiend
why my money so dirty but i’m ridin’ so clean?
i’m tryna go and stuff a hoe with 50 ball in my jeans
n-ggas gangster on the net but they not what they seem
freddy krueger, i’m a nightmare in these n-ggas dreams
‘member i was kickin’ doors, masked up like scream
now i got racks off the rap, b-tch, i’m really gettin’ cream
[chorus]
pour some drank inside the lemonade and turn that b-tch pink
vvs in my ring, really water like a sink
40 racks in my jeans like a n-gga robbed a brink
you ain’t talkin’ ’bout no money, i don’t never wanna link
everyday i wake up and try to double up the profit
i don’t work inside a trap, i don’t got no fiends knockin’
but my bag goin’ up, ain’t no way this sh-t stoppin’
i can walk inside a nina’s, if i like it, i’ma cop it
spend a rack on some shoes and 500 on a tee
paid 6 for the ring, another 10 on my t–th
give a f-ckin’ what they reppin’, [?]
hottest n-gga in the hood and the hottest in the streets
f-ck double, i’ma try and go make the money triple
wake up and hit the block, [?]
got a choppa in this b-tch, pack a punch like [?]
have them hitters go and fill a opp with lead like a pencil

- izzy93

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