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letra de london tipton (extended) - juice wrld

[intro]
pollish it off
joey, you want one?
dress it up and make it real for yall like future, you feel me?
haha, yeah
i’ve been runnin’ off on plugs, i need to rob another one
i’ve been runnin’ off on plugs, i need to rob another one
there you go, that’s probably the best key right there
i’ve been runnin’ off on plugs, yeah, yeah

[chorus]
i’ve been runnin’ off on plugs, i need to rob another one
i’ve been rubbin’ off on all these n-ggas, ’cause they steal the sauce
f-ck n-ggas and hatin’ hoes, b-tch i hate those
that lil’ b-tch goes “hiss-hiss,” she a snake ho
somethin’ like a bad kid, i don’t listen
baby, these not advils, these prescriptions
i just dropped a xan bar, in my lipton
i’m livin’ the suite life, london tipton

[verse 1]
d-mn ho, d-mn ho, you ain’t no fair
fast life, fast life, no slow here
got a colombian plug, she a coke head
told her, “come and ride d-ck like moped”
take off, then she take her shirt off
start the car and skrt off
then she take her skirt off
i love poppin’ pills, mix it with the smirnoff
told me when i get too high and throw up, that’s a turn-off
light my demons on fire and pray to god they burn off
i ain’t birdman baby, but i’m still stunna
drip or drown with the sauce, like my name gunna
i love percocets way more than marijuana
[chorus]
i’ve been runnin’ off on plugs, i need to rob another one
i’ve been rubbin’ off on all these n-ggas, ’cause they steal the sauce
f-ck n-ggas and hatin’ hoes, b-tch i hate those
that lil’ b-tch goes “hiss-hiss,” she a snake ho
somethin’ like a bad kid, i don’t listen
baby, these not advils, these prescriptions
i just dropped a xan bar in my lipton
i’m livin’ the suite life, london tipton

[verse 2]
uh, a bay bay sh-t like hurricane chris
water whip this with the hurricane ris
pull up on him with the chopper, my stick
leave a n-gga crying, yeah, no chick fl!ck
this is a new flow for the same old hoes
runnin’ through the 6 like drake, no woes
i was in the paint, shaquille, elbows
he ain’t got adidas but i give him seltos
surf on this b-tch, i’ma hang ten
rollie on my wrist, b-tch, ben 10
tatted on my wrist, b-tch, three nines
you a p-ssy n-gga, you a feline
i ain’t got time for these lies
i ain’t too high, b-tch, i’m three high
whole team eating like five guys
shot ’em 9 times p-ssy 9 lives
[chorus]
i’ve been runnin’ off on plugs, i need to rob another one
i’ve been rubbin’ off on all these n-ggas, ’cause they steal the sauce
f-ck n-ggas and hatin’ hoes, b-tch i hate those
that lil’ b-tch goes “hiss-hiss,” she a snake ho
somethin’ like a bad kid, i don’t listen
baby, these not advils, these prescriptions
i just dropped a xan bar, in my lipton
i’m livin’ the suite life, london tipton

- juice wrld

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