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letra de gelato - jmt

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[intro]
b-tch i know
smoking good on the grass we got gelato
b-tch i know
smoking good on the grass that’s that gelato

[chorus]
i hope she know what i know
got me moving in slow mo, mr. roboto
wearing j-panese oh yeah that’s uniqlo
arigato oh yes that’s the motto
my big homie smoking that good he got gelato
gotta watch out for the motherf-cking potholes
yo b-tch she ride me like a bronco
i’m the realest n-gga that i know

[verse]
the reason i came back to whoop ass again
i’m dressed from head to toe in the b-b-b blackest skin
a black man living in this american society makes me wanna go and spaz again
but i could never lose you
f-ck all that baby mama drama i only choose you
but acting like this always got me out my f-cking usual
cause right now the energy got you feeling so mutual
uh, this house party got me live as f-ck
you back it up, but i wanna carry that ass with a passion
not the common n-gga that’s only used to smashing
harassing, everything like a f-cking has-been
you had been with a couple of lovers
holding up all them magnum rubbers
but clearly they could never satisfy
i could open your mind, your body, and even your f-cking third eye
(ahh)
[breakdown]
yeah, b-tch i know
you better ride on this d-ck like a bronco
uh, yeah i need my sh-t pr-nto
uh, yeah i need my sh-t pr-nto
all my n-ggas like arigato, to every single thing that i motherf-cking know
you better know who you gotta know, and if you don’t know now you know n-gga

[chorus]
i hope she know what i know
got me moving in slow mo, mr. roboto
wearing j-panese oh yeah that’s uniqlo
arigato oh yes that’s the motto
my big homie smoking that good he got gelato
gotta watch out for the motherf-cking potholes
yo b-tch she ride me like a bronco
i’m the realest n-gga that i know

[bridge]
smoke good weed or something
get higher than me or something
neon guts in the breeze
so much ice make the winter wanna freeze
(freeze!)
please give up the juice
(aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)
baby you ain’t gotta lie you know i’m fool proof
i been stacking up and now you know i’m with my troops
(now left, now right, now dip, now ride, aye)
waiting on these blessings to come and knock these doors down, down
(mmm)
[outro: jmt as phantom swami}
b-tch i know
(inaudible mumbling)
n-gga that sh-t catchy as f-ck
you know what, you know what
just for all of this sh-t, i been trying to put you on game n-gga
and i’m proud of you, you holding your weight
and i like that sh-t, i like that sh-t a lot
you know, um, imma get you hip to some real sh-t real quick

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