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letra de muddy - jason paul

yeah
red line on the t
bumping big simma
too much sup and not enough dinner
all these cups got me feeling like a winner
true fact spitter and real life liver
god, someone draw up the spinners
pour out the dom and let it fizzle
talk down, nah, not even a little
can’t hear battle, i’m northside sizzle
man, of course i’m with ’em
what’s that saying?
can’t live with ‘em?
can’t live without ‘em?
more like i don’t even gotta talk about ‘em
yeah, you ag thеn ask her
fam go blast, why fam go nasa
don’t know what the sign is kinda like vicks
but i don’t do yards as a passеr
and it’s too much sauce for the pasta
and the fye too much for me to drag on
and goggles came with the jacket
and my honey dress too crispy
‘cause the preppy ting too minty
better press me or come off prissy
with the way i cook i’m bam bam
with the way i spit i’m simbi
yeah, you get me when i say you wispy
if i keep you around, it’s risky
living life how i’m supposed to
cause the miss me’s end up slippery
and i’m so far gone when it hits me
woy, the mojito is a toss up
need the blueprint played out in my mansion
and my intro songs all talk up
and the styro way too muddy
he could say he way too lit
but he was never ever gonna match this, was he?
memory blurry when the sh-t’s not fuzzy
telling me words when our sh-t’s not buddy
still not done ’til my feet sandy
i hate wine unless it’s dutty, yuh

wax that, go tell nme
‘cause you not a friend to me
sometimes i might be introvert
but i see her, i’m volunteer
mans tennessee
d-mn, let me be
i’m next to see and these ain’t no warbys
the hindsight is twenty, i’ll say again ‘cause i’m cracking a forty
she looking back, she adore me
changing the weather to stormy
doggy i’m playing when she feeling huh huh huh
doggy you know this sh-t playing when she feeling sorta kinda like she don’t know how to phrase it
look what the sound just gave us
i’m tryna bounce the bass in
what she allow you lately?
what your amount to lately?
me, it’s amount amount amount amount
amount, amount, okay okay
i’m sounding crazy
but look at the ground we making
feel where i’m bout to take it
look at the crown they gave us
got me wondering how ugly does it get?
i was really tryna give, forgive, forget
i was counting on at least a huddle up
but no one ever even playing up to this
maybe i should give these thumbs a f-cking rest
know you never ever subtle flex
compliments is always whispered to the chef
that’s how i know that i’m never going deaf
aye, aye
yeah, dunno

- jason paul

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