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letra de crunchy ice - ​jamir (usa)

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[intro]
ooh, sh-t
this motherf—
man
let me sit up
(i feel so, euphoria)

[verse 1]
i’m not a scammer, or a trapper (mmm)
but it’s money that i’m after
she sayin’ i’m a snack, come and throw me on a platter
careful what you keep an eye on, that sh-t don’t even matter (d-mn)
halfway through i had to make a pit stop
yeah she said she wanna dance, go and make a tiktok
yeah i’m eating applesauce, make a n-gga criss-cross
and a n-gga fat as sh-t, he lookin’ like he rick ross (d-mn)

[bridge]
ay, what, it ain’t out? d-mn
ay, what, it ain’t out? yeah
really ain’t no rappers out here f-ckin’ with me
i left a bad b-tch on the road and now she huggin’ a tree

[chorus]
mmm, yuh, ayy, now pick it up
uhh, yeah, now break it down
then turn around and kick your girlfriend out of town
crunchy ice and lemonade, i left the pitcher on the mound
(d-mn, what) i left the pitcher on the mound
(d-mn, what) i left the pitcher on the mound
[verse 2]
she said she like my music, bae addicted to my sound
lookin’ for a f-ck to give, must be in the lost and found (mmm, hmph)
like what you searchin’ for? (mmm, d-mn)
yeah i see you lurkin’ bro (okay)
gentlemen, i’m trying not to hurt the ho
yeah a n-gga h-lla broke, it’s time to get to working bro (mmm)
real rap, the type to make a hippie-hop knees
but, i think she found a diddy bop
new york, you know a n-gga milly rock (d-mn)
her shirt tied, i think i seen a tiddie pop (hmm)

[bridge]
ay, what, it ain’t out? d-mn
ay, what, it ain’t out? yeah
really ain’t no rappers out here f-ckin’ with me
i left a bad b-tch on the road and now she huggin’ a tree

[verse 3]
i told her hold it, the clothes ain’t finna fold it
they lookin’ for the ‘za, i told them, “i already sold it”
my n-ggas own it, big money that we’re clonin’
i never was a dealer, but i think i’m al caponing, come on
yeah, we’re watching from above
goofy n-gga, so i’m asking, “where my hug?”
basic b-tch, i saw her steppin’ in the uggs
yeah, i got the carpet burn, we was f-ckin’ on the rug (d-mn)
[bridge]
ay, what, it ain’t out? d-mn
ay, what, it ain’t out? yeah
really ain’t no rappers out here f-ckin’ with me
i left a bad b-tch on the road and now she huggin’ a tree

[chorus]
mmm, yuh, ayy, now pick it up
uhh, yeah, now break it down
then turn around and kick your boyfriend out of town
crunchy ice and lemonade, i left the pitcher on the mound
(d-mn, what) i left the pitcher on the mound
(d-mn, what) i left the pitcher on the mound
(d-mn, what) i left the pitcher on the mound
lookin’ for a f-ck to give, it must be in the lost and found
(d-mn, what) i left the pitcher on the mound
(d-mn, what) i left the pitcher on the mound
yeah, she said she like my music, bae addicted to my sound
lookin’ for a f-ck to give, it must be in the lost and found, mmm

- jamir usa

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