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letra de don’t try it - jay storm

big woods i could never be-( phew) “n-gga i already heard that sh-t”
aye (phew)
n-gga turn that sh-t back
where that big booty b-tch at tell- tell her to come over here
(cough, cough)
lil storm
yeah
lil storm
storm life !
“tell them we got the bands in our pants”

[chorus]
push the start in my lambo
two straps wet em’ up just like rambo
playin’ with keys (bow!)
no piano (aye)
i keep a strap like jango (storm)
1 b-tch, 2 b-tch, 3 b-tch, 4, f-ckin’ them once then they out of the door
2 clips, 3 clips, 4 clips, 5, i keep the glock on me n-gga don’t try it

[verse 1]
i do a show and i’m starting out right
that p-ssy water i think ima slide (okay)
you don’t want smoke boy i heard that you hidin’
i’m in the trap selling bars like verizon (bow!, bow!)
shawty do c0ke i just made her some lines
f-ckin’ yo b-tch now i think that she mine (alright)
look at my wrist, it’s gold and it’s diamonds (look at my wrist)
i’m in la lookin’ at the horizon
i just f-cked on your main b-tch
gang, gang, gang b-tch, never no lame sh-t (gang, gang, gang)
chief keef on my bang sh-t (bang!, bang!)
ice, ice, johnny dang b-tch (ice!)
get what you need
placin’ your order
i f-ck your b-tch and record her

ima explorer
i feel like dora (dora)
gucci couture (couture)
come out the store (store)

hit from the back
hit from the side (side)
it ain’t no question my n-ggas gon’ ride (gon’ ride)
if i see a op make a u-turn wide
aim out the windows my n-ggas gon’ fire (bow!, bow!)
servin’ my granny she needed the perks
fly to la, to get me some work
all this designer givency my shirt
look at the drip, i bet she gon’ flirt
(phew) [money dispenser like sound]

this ain’t no cheat code
i just might f-ck on a freak hoe
i be ballin’ like a free throw
i’m in the trap (trap, trap, trap)
look through the peep hole
lil’ storm b-tch i be changin’ the weather
gucci my sweater
walk in margiela
i get the cheese, i get the cheddar
if she wanna f-ck, then ima let her

[chorus]
push the start in my lambo
two straps wet em’ up just like rambo
playin’ with keys (bow!, bow!)
no piano (alright)
i keep a strap like jango (okay)
1 b-tch, 2 b-tch, 3 b-tch, 4, f-ckin’ them once then they out of the door
2 clips, 3 clips, 4 clips, 5, i keep the glock on me n-gga don’t try it
push the start in my lambo
two straps wet em’ up just like rambo
playin’ with keys (sk-sk-skahh)
no piano (aye)
i keep a strap like jango (lil” storm)
1 b-tch, 2 b-tch, 3 b-tch, 4, f-ckin’ them once then they out of the door
2 clips, 3 clips, 4 clips, 5, i keep the glock on me n-gga don’t try it

- jay storm

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