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letra de midnight - kent loon

[verse 1: kent loon]
swear to god we the sh-t, i ain’t playin’
yeah i’m precious but i’m preachin’, living what i’m sayin’
got the gold chains on just to compliment the t–th
got a bad little b-tch, she like betty in the streets
but that p-ssy probably poppin’ for the money and the pills
haters let a motherf-cker deal
runnin’ with the pack, i’m in the field
i know you no bad-ss, on the real, keep it real
now i’m posted with the clique i’m ’bout to flex
i ain’t even want to hit, i told that b-tch to give me neck
told my momma that we made it, we need choppers and the tec’s
told my b-tch to bring it home and shawty pour me up the tech
pet her pretty little p-ssy, little kitty out of breath
i know they won’t catch me slippin’ when they aimin’ for the vest
yeah i’m all about the money, yeah i’m all about a check
if they want to come and try us then we bustin’ off their heads

[hook: kent loon]
got one hand on the wheel, one hand on my b-tch d-mn
i don’t even know if i’ma make it
got the .30-.30 clip on her cl-t, k!ll a p-ssy n-gga, drip, drip
baby tell me how i’m tastin’
got one hand on the wheel, one hand on my b-tch d-mn
i don’t even know if i’ma make it
got the .30-.30 clip on her cl-t, k!ll a p-ssy n-gga, drip, drip
baby tell me how i’m tastin’

[verse 2: chester watson]
roll up, pour up
doja, piff
police, show up
don’t know, sh-t
might drop, a four up, i might pour up a six
my dog mikey high as sh-t, these b-tches like us ’cause we lit
gold up, glo’ed up
know we had to get it
couldn’t wait up, now you hatin’, tryna catch them n-ggas slippin
but you might get hit with that new ak or that throw back semi
use to think my thoughts we’re jaded now i’m livin’ every vision

- kent loon

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