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letra de dopeboy - kayvo & keezah

[intro: kayvo & ]
uh, uh
(lemme bum somethin’ real quick)

[chorus: keezah]
hop in the coupe and it go so quick
and i trap hard i’m on that dope boy sh-t
i let the sh-t fly, i let it go so quick
and i cook it up good got a cocaine wrist
i need baking soda and the pyrex i mix it
i finesse these n-ggas ’cause they don’t know sh-t
in the trap me and kayvo breakin’ down zips
you ain’t never seen a brick [?] look like this
i made too many racks right in front of the [?]
i’ma hop on the road i might never come back
on my way to the top i ain’t usin’ no map
b-tch get what she want ’cause she keep it a stack
b-tch get what she want ’cause thе b-tch is a [?]
had to turn this sh-t down ’cause the pack too hot
in the amg i’m in front of thе spot
and we droppin’ them shots and we do that a lot
[verse 1: keezah]
straight cash, n-gga your trap too slow
ain’t a place in this world that a n-gga can’t go
got a big bankroll and this sh-t can’t fold
i finesse me a n-gga and the n-gga ain’t know
uh, that’s just the way that it goes
and i’m too quick they be like “where did he go?”
on the back street, n-gga we all got poles
me and kayvo, we up the 4 with some hoes
you ain’t gettin’ no money can’t sit by me
i’m a young n-gga i might pull up in a big body
in that fat sh-t, n-gga you know i got a stick by me
i’m lookin’ for n-ggas you know that we hit ’bout it
uh, n-gga we burnin’ sh-t up
i was down bad n-gga i’m turnin’ sh-t up
and i dropped out n-gga i learned me enough
in the trap house still i ain’t earn me enough

[chorus: keezah]
hop in the coupe and it go so quick
and i trap hard i’m on that dope boy sh-t
i let the sh-t fly, i let it go so quick
and i cook it up good got a cocaine wrist
i need baking soda and the pyrex i mix it
i finesse these n-ggas ’cause they don’t know sh-t
in the trap me and kayvo breakin’ down zips
you ain’t never seen a brick [?] look like this
i made too many racks right in front of the [?]
i’ma hop on the road i might never come back
on my way to the top i ain’t usin’ no map
b-tch get what she want ’cause she keep it a stack
b-tch get what she want ’cause the b-tch is a [?]
had to turn this sh-t down ’cause the pack too hot
in the amg i’m in front of the spot
and we droppin’ them shots and we do that a lot
[verse 2: kayvo]
we burnin’ sh-t up n-gga we do that a lot
it’s a big body benz i can’t park in the spot
in the i8, i do the dash do the max
and then i hop on the plane and go meet with the packs
n-gga we been gettin’ busy
b-tch we the talk of the city
he got hit with the glock make him dance like diddy
i’ma let off the drac’ hit six like drizzy
uh, n-ggas ain’t ready for [?]
[?] two pair lace-up n-gga just tied up
[?] b-tch i bust in the bank and i’m havin’ lil’ blue
and i’m smoking the one man this sh-t not the two
gave him .448 n-gga what can you do?
and i drop me an ounce and i turned it to two
we on back door sh-t but that’s something ain’t new
got a compact glock it’s just somethin’ to shoot

- kayvo keezah

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