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letra de return to sender - jaquel

[intro]
shut the, shut the, shut the, shut the

shut the f-ck up, i’ll gut you like i’m butchas
these n-ggas nowadays be coons (uh), yet all they make is a ruckus (uh)
i cannot pop that sh-t for gratis (no no), cause that sh-t is for suckas (no no)
only adjacent to the ghetto, but we right from the gutta
and that’s sl!ck, that’s sl!ck like b-tta, but did, did i stutta?
like did? no, wait forreal, like did, did i stutta?
like did? did i son ‘em just i like was they motha
like did? now, don’t you “sis” me, i am hardly your brotha (like b-tch)
might get another degree (uh), my whole record is clean (uh)
and from the river to seas (uh) my n-ggas better be free (uh)
we kick em, kick em with cleats, we peeping your little sneaks
don’t f-ck with me, that’s a feat; don’t try and cheat off of my sheet
look doggie, doggie, hey doogie, now here the f-ck is your treat
could tell you n-ggas were starving, you all had nothing to eat
been representing the beach, you n-ggas having me weak
‘cause i’m no longer disquiet, i’ve been demanding my peace

[pre-chorus]
but who in the f-ck wanna diss?
all of you n-ggas is trips
i got enough dip on my chip
nothing i make is a miss
they like that (uh) — if it’s distilled, then imma sip
i like that (uh) — if imma ride, then imma grip (he told me)
[chorus]
he went and left you (left you); left you on read, too (read too)
couldn’t even text you (text you); anyone could bet you (bet you)
i laid him to rest, then (rest then); i still had to next him (next him)
returned to sender (sent him), you go be blessed, man (blessed man)
(that’s why) that’s why you ain’t me (that’s why); that’s why you can’t be (that’s why)
that’s why you can’t see (that’s why), all the sh-t we can see (that’s why)
that’s why they love me (that’s why), that’s why you hate me (that’s why)
like who’s above me? (that’s why), can’t recreate me (that’s why)

[verse 2]
i’m magna cum laude, yeah i’ve been hard (been hard)
yea yall been frauds, these b-tches bootlegged (bootlegged)
i got it from my mom, got a shoe fetish (shoe fetish)
threw in a couple commas, now do you get it? (do you get it)
you can’t be avant garde, though
unlike me and my broads, hoe
and see we peeped your facade, too
better hope we don’t find you
sh-t, i’m just playing, like we’d know anything that you (anything that you do)
parodies and some spoofs, who is real in the room? (who is real in the room)
can’t throw me for no loops (no, you can’t), i checked you from the get (yes, i did)
cause i did this myself (ruh) there is nothing to split (ruh)

[pre-chorus]
but who in the f-ck wanna diss?
i’ll give you something to kiss
the sky is still bluer than crips
i’m getting money from simps
they like the (uh) — if it’s distilled, then imma sip
i like that (uh) — i run him still, don’t you forget (he told me)
[chorus]
he went and left you (left you); left you on read, too (read too)
couldn’t even text you (text you); anyone could bet you (bet you)
i laid him to rest, then (rest then); i still had to next him (next him)
returned to sender (sent him), you go be blessed, man (blessed man)
(that’s why) that’s why you ain’t me (that’s why); that’s why you can’t be (that’s why)
that’s why you can’t see (that’s why), all the sh-t we can see (that’s why)
that’s why they love me (that’s why), that’s why you hate me (that’s why)
like who’s above me? (that’s why), can’t recreate me (that’s why)

[outro]
who in the f-ck wanna diss? (repeat)

- jaquel

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