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letra de purple moncler (travis scott version) - juice wrld

[intro: juice wrld]
yeah
fentanyl and xan both, d-mn
diamonds and a moncler (beep)
yeah (beep, beep)
uh (grah)

[chorus: juice wrld]
walking ’round atlanta in a purple moncler (yeah, yeah, yeah, what?)
money long, blonde hair, i don’t care (yeah, yeah, yeah, what?)
ain’t that your lil’ girlfriend standing over there? (yeah, yeah, yeah, what?)
she walked over to my chair (yeah, yeah, yeah, let’s go!)
then she start to dirty dance, her hands down my pants (yeah, yeah, yeah, what else?)
d-ck her down like my name dirty dan, just call me dirty dan (yеah, yeah, yeah, what elsе?)
she gon’ twerk for these bands, she gon’ hit a handstand (yeah, yeah, uh-huh, what else?)
hollow tips ricochet, hit him then they hit his mans (uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)

[post-chorus: juice wrld]
drip too hard, my saint laurent (uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
barack obama state of mind, n-gga, “yes, we can” (uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
especially when all these haters said, “no, i can’t” (uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
mvp, rookie of the year, the godd-mn champ (uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)

[verse 1: juice wrld]
she wanna f-ck all night long, ready, set, go (yeah, yeah, yeah)
blow up in that b-tch face (uh), i confetti that ho
150 for a show, count the fetty then i’m gone (uh-huh)
150 be the gang, nlmb we coming strong (let’s go, let’s go, let’s go!)
she said she wanna love me, i told her to leave my heart alone (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
i hate it when i start to care about these evil ass hoes (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
i know that they don’t love me, they just want my f-cking cash flow (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
these hoes manipulate to gather money and that’s wrong (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
but who am i to judge? i used to rob and jug and hit them stains (yeah, yeah, jug!)
i can’t blame another motherf-cker for doing the same thing (yeah!)
especially when you broke, that’s the—worst pain (uh-huh!)
but off me, bae, money you will not make
oh, ain’t that the truth, i’m preaching, have a church, oh (uh-huh)
for that bag, these hoes taking they shirts—off (uh-huh)
even teach they self how to squirt, oh (uh-huh)
i had to expose them, guess i’m a jerk, oh
[chorus: juice wrld]
walking ’round atlanta in a purple moncler (what?)
money long, blonde hair, i don’t care (yeah, yeah, yeah, uh-huh)
ain’t that your lil’ girlfriend standing over there? (yeah, yeah, yeah, uh-huh)
she walked over to my chair (yeah, yeah, yeah, uh-huh)
then she start to dirty dance, her hands down my pants (yeah, yeah, yeah, what?)
d-ck her down like my name dirty dan, just call me dirty dan (yeah, yeah, yeah, what?)
she gon’ twerk for these bands, she gon’ hit a handstand (yeah, yeah, yeah)
hollow tips ricochet, hit him then they hit his mans (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[verse 2: travis scott]
[?]

[chorus: juice wrld]
walking ’round atlanta in a purple moncler (what?)
money long, blonde hair, i don’t care (yeah, yeah, yeah, uh-huh)
ain’t that your lil’ girlfriend standing over there? (yeah, yeah, yeah, uh-huh)
she walked over to my chair (yeah, yeah, yeah, uh-huh)
then she start to dirty dance, her hands down my pants (yeah, yeah, yeah, what?)
d-ck her down like my name dirty dan, just call me dirty dan (yeah, yeah, yeah, what?)
she gon’ twerk for these bands, she gon’ hit a handstand (yeah, yeah, yeah)
hollow tips ricochet, hit him then they hit his mans (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

- juice wrld

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