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letra de sunshine - juu2x & semi homie

[intro]
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uh, uh, on the men
uh, uh uh, uh uh uh
uh, uh uh
uh, uh uh uh
facts, on the men
uh, hey juu
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[verse]
everyday of the week you know i ride with my glock
get the drop on your car i’ll follow your car
i’m impatient as sh-t i ain’t waiting ’til tomorrow
i just sold her a dream had this b-tch seeing stars
me and them ain’t the same i be playing with them racks
i be f-cking her good we be f-cking for hours
this a grown-man gun what you toting be chidlish
he gon’ keep getting robbed ’cause he ain’t doing sh-t about it
this a cold-ass world but my gun heat it up
we done smoked like a half now she eating me up
i got what you made in a year in my ear this sh-t light
these somе nike compressions you don’t evеn know that i’m tight
if i think that you following me i hit three rights
n-gga play your position just shut up and learn
b-tch need to mind her business i ain’t none of her concern
the law get behind me i’m bucking a u-turn
reminiscing like sh-t gotta bag me a n-gga
b-tch you know it’s homie stand on what i say
[?] fixing my problems or smoking ’em away
with a badass b-tch told her “roll up my jay”
got a takedown ’bout to get me another drac’
you ain’t never do nothing so your word like [?]
it’s a factory glock so it got all my trust
lo catching that drank he be pouring that syrup
coming back off this mission i’m playing that dirt
i bagged him he tried to put my name in the dirt
b-tch throwing me off she be chasing them perc’s
my young n-gga hustle in school he ain’t doing no work
who the f-ck is you n-gga? you ain’t put in no work
i really be charging the high for a verse
you come off a hundred pistols we not selling not one
imagine being round some snakes and getting slimed by one
uh, and that’s why i keep my glizzy
n-gga reach for this chain and your family gon’ suffer
you got one time to freeze on the move then you done
i was just talking to bro he said he been on the run
outside looking in it don’t look like no problems
i’m f-cking her high she done called me her father
i ain’t even had the bag he paid the high when i charged him
his eyes got big when i upped he starting charging
in the back of that black truck drank on my [?]
she see the sh-t on my neck she gon’ f-ck for a fact
he ain’t got no gun in this coupe get his ass in the back
you look up to a n-gga who chain got sn-tched
roll a hour away just to get me some [?]
gotti serving that shhh what you want [?]
going full blast on a n-gga we ain’t ’bout to keep staring
you reach when i bag you your ass gon’ learn (on the men)

- juu2x semi homie

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