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letra de spaceship - joey nunz

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(bridge intro)

pull up motha f-cka why you run lip

take another shot getting dumb lit

(bridge)

when the f-ck are people gunna sail up on their own ship

b-tch i’m so original i made up my own ocean

mix it with strych and the absinthe

i wanna potion

cause i don’t wanna feel it like i’m k!llin all emotion

(hook)

b-tch i’m koe

all y’all hate on me

(verse 1)

i don’t really care about a hater

or the drama

i be chillin w a wap

and eatin on some pasta

handball w the curb

and now i’m playin w the lobster

smokin on some reefer

now i’m feeling like a rasta

ya monster

gotta pause ya

lost ya

that’s what they say to ya boi

cause i bossed up

now they crossed up

and they blocked up

oh well

took a chance and they shot

but they gon fail

gotta get the gucci

i’m gettin the gang gold

ripping all the ribbons

i’m rappin until i’m old

spitting all the riddles

i’m lettin it unfold

and you cannot be me

because i’m sellin my soul

and when a motha f-ckin tauntin they be getting so down

they wanna hate up on the nunz

they head is stuck in the ground

see there is nothin they can say

to take away from my crown

and while i’m makin all my money

they gon stick in the pound

(bridge intro)

pull up motha f-cka why you run lip

take another shot getting dumb lit

(bridge)

when the f-ck are people gunna sail up on their own ship

b-tch i’m so original i made up my own ocean

mix it with strych and the absinthe

i wanna potion

cause i don’t wanna feel it like i’m k!llin all emotion

(hook)

b-tch i’m koe

all y’all hate on me

(verse 2)

like woah

hadda smash that b-tch like woah

got up on that pole

she brought it down like oh

oh

grabbin on my d-ck

these hoes

do not f-ckin get

i only care about the flows

no

joke

that and my toke

you only gunna care about the gun that i tote

when i float

i’m

the motherf-cking goat

pull up on my ex

b-tch look at my coat

ugh yeah

my whip like skirt

this hoe got a car fetish

whippin

no shirt

panties to her ankles

boi i put in that work

i don’t need her number

i just need her to twerk

i think it’s a riddle way the blood drop down

and you think i’m the best cause i gave myself a crown

if we fight now

there won’t be no sound

cause i’ll take a mother f-cker

put em against the ground

- joey nunz

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