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letra de dealership - kay flock

[verse: kay flock & dougie b]
pistol bullets, they making them hop
don’t wanna box, bullets making them drop, like (every opp shot)
ebk, doa’s in the spot
if he moving slimey, we wiping his snot
pop a yellow, i beat up the box
she spot a flock, now she greetin’ the block
ain’t no switchin’, i swear it’s no other
kay kay jackie, i’m moving like tucker
baddie she shakin’, no, i cannot love her (shake that sh-t)
fell in love with her, i’m shooting it under
notti gon’ flock ’em, don’t need a number
think they buggin’ but we going dumber
oh, she givin’ them n-ggas the drop?
they came to line him, wе linking or not?
think we f-ckin’ but she gettin’ shot
bullеts is punchin’, they knockin’ her box
call gotti for addys and thots
scottie2hottie, he clearing the spot
we get muddy, we don’t do ciroc
shawty she limpin’ of the patty bop
i’m the flocka promotin’ the violence
rappin’ and sliding, i don’t do the hidin’
[verse 2: tg crippy]
doa here, let me know if you slidin’
why you cappin’? why you lying?
i’ma show, n-ggas got me boxin’
.40 on me, ain’t no time for no boxin’
gotta be here ’cause n-ggas be watchin’
get out the hood, you ain’t got a option
f-ck a choice, that’s a must
all my opps broke, they ain’t gettin’ no gust
doa winnin’, runnin’ it up
opps mad, givin’ em-

- kay flock

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