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letra de barz - j€an-marc

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i got bars… don’t mean mars, candy bars…

i got bars, no xannies

i got bars, no xannies

i got bars, no xannies

i got bars, no xannies
i got bars like grannies

stashing bars in pantries

superstar like stanley

running far like bambi, bambi

i got bars, no xannies

so much you can’t stand me

i got bars, no xannies

f-ck her then give her a plan b, plan b

i got bars, no xannies

i got bars, no xannies

i got bars, no xannies
pass your girl like manny

i got bars, no xannies

take her out for a manicure

bish you know i go heavy

fake sh-t i just can’t endure

walk hard, i ain’t (standing?)

c-ck hard like some candy

f-ck all the 12 and the work (?) police

cop car and i ran it, ran it

i got bars, no xannies

i got bars, god d-mn
i got bars, no xannies

juggin the 100 (and zeline?)

my bro cop a roll, ’cous they tеllin

twelve asking us questions likе alan

they want my confession, they watching my (?)

i tell them no sweat this sh-t never ending

who the (?) i carry, my hoe’s my (?) carries

your man’s a joke, jim carrey

you lucky bro, how dare he, dare he

ride with the gang like a camry

that way the game when i plan it

high in the sky, i’m so fly as can be

i’ve been rocking air forces, ain’t landing

stand it

i got bars, broke few hearts, left few scars

played my part, (?) the part

i got bars, ,don’t mean mars, candy bars

can’t restart sh-t i start

i got bars, no xannies, (xannies)

i got bars, no xannies, (xannies)

i got bars, no xannies, (xannies)

spittin hard, out stand (me?)

witch stick, no camping

flipping sh-t like hands-free

spittin hot, no tanning

rocking (baked?) jim pansy

whopping heat chef ramsey

we elites, my people (creep?)

your clique weak, may (?)

your flow so old sh-t’s antique

this hitting home like (?)

industry like concrete

i’m bout to be who’s scamming

seen your b, yeah, she a freak

is she down to cheat, i’m smashing

investing that fish, no cashing

the feds be like how we gon cash in?

they been here arresting, i’ve been the

assasin, they throw me a beat, i’m murkin the track

and bury the flow like what happened?

drip dropping on your block like a canteen

higher than the mountain in the andes

why they (?) switching like (?)

seen them by my scheming

had to tell them in dm’s to forget what

they’re repeating, they just thank(ed?) me

broken my (?) throwing xannies

gave my b-tch a bar ’cous she got angry

(?) like banksy, bagging up the bank b

louis with the tie, i’m looking so fancy

i got bars, no xannies

i got bars, no xannies

i got bars, no xannies

i got bars, no xannies

strapped up like trannies

maxed up (?)

run sh-t like athletes

in the twelve of my block with the addy

i got bars, broke few hearts, left with scars

(i got bars, no, i got bars, no)

i got bars, don’t mean mars, candy bars

(i got bars, no, i got bars, no)

i got bars, no xannies

i’m on the roll like a bentley

i got bars, no xannies

got a bag of my (?) fendi, hoe

still with the coke, yall pepsi

drip to the toe nike sb’s

my kick’s a finessed these (?)

your b-tch she undressed these (?)

acting (?) face (?)

stuck (?)

got her (?) and (?)

f-ck up out my way, (?)

flow like a jet ski, wrist with the ice

like (?)

told them b-tches twice

don’t you ever test me

got a bass (?)

got a place like (?)

kicking like messi, d-ck up in your bestie

flying by the sky, i’m up higher

than the jetstream, yeah

i got bars, no xannies

i got bars, no, i got bars, no

i got, i got…

(i’m too tired for this, i’ll fix the mistakes later.)

- jean marc

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