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letra de poet - jurp

[intro]
the coldest
yea
lemme talk to em
yea
uh
yea

[chorus]
aye i hop inside the booth and i sang like a poet
i ain’t f-cking with no birds b-tches lame and they know it
she ain’t f-ckin with no n-gga that don’t got him some motion
i got tired of the pain and poured up me the potion
yea i turn all them racks to some knots
i had the chrome hearts on my body then i ran into some thots
i had to keep that b-tch around cause she don’t sang for no cops
and i got tired f-ckin with them broke b-tches on the block

[verse]
i got tired of them working hard days and punching clocks
i got tired of them percocet pills i had to stop
i can’t vibe with them p-ssy ass n-ggas at the top
i can’t lie b-tch i made a milly yea and then i rocked
pouring lines with them oxycontin pills that b-tch a rock
was a star then she found the lord and then turn to a bore
i can’t tour with them f-ckin dorks where the f-ck the wh0res
i need cash i need all the cars and then i need some more
i don’t wanna talk about this sh-t it’s getting old now
i don’t wanna talk to my old b-tch i’m on the road now
when they see a n-gga shining baby it’s too late now
hop up in the scatty go 180 it’s a race now
[chorus]
aye i hop inside the booth and i sang like a poet
i ain’t f-cking with no birds b-tches lame and they know it
she ain’t f-ckin with no n-gga that don’t got him some motion
i got tired of the pain and poured up me the potion
yea i turn all them racks to some knots
i had the chrome hearts on my body then i ran into some thots
i had to keep that b-tch around cause she don’t sang for no cops
and i got tired f-ckin with them broke b-tches on the block

- jurp

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