letra de early christmas - ketchy the great
[intro: ralfy the plug]
(scope, why you do this to me?)
(d. will produced it)
hm
[chorus: ralfy the plug & ketchy the great]
he playin’ with his life, he don’t really enjoy livin’
f-ckin’ with the plug, it’s always gon’ be an early christmas
n-ggas out here sneak dissin’, it’s more than b-tches
i done made some g-y straight then dunked they christians
i just poured a pint and spilled a line on my amiri denim
pull up with them chops like my n-ggas work in h-ll’s kitchen
we gon’ make bail, we ain’t gon’ tell, we ain’t like you n-ggas
you the type to beat the b-tch up ’cause she likеd my picture
[verse 1: saysothemac]
i’m the type of n-gga keep thе b-tch down ’til she blister
saysothemac, i’m pimpin’ on her sister
old nice-ass n-gga, you the type of n-gga kiss her
i’m the type of n-gga send her on a mission
[verse 2: ralfy the plug]
these exclusive type of fabrics, exotic drippin’
b-tch, every time you see me, i’m stuntin’ different
diamonds dancin’ from a distance ’cause the cuts was different
i keep some big bank uchies stuffed in my denim
[verse 3: ketchy the great]
thinkin’, “free the gang”, i’ve been poppin’ them prescriptions
the glock like a ratchet b-tch, it came with extensions
stinc team, ling ling, boppin’ for the blue strips
white b-tch like cool whip, break her and boot the b-tch
[verse 4: ralfy the plug]
i be lovin’ all my meet and greets with ling ling
we be totin’ fns equipped with christmas beams
i don’t like you poor-ass broke n-ggas’ energy
me ben, jackson, and grant got good chemistry, the plug
[verse 5: ketchy the great]
ayy, smoke exotic pack
n-ggas poppin’, chopper put him in a bodybag
these n-ggas broke, they ain’t never had no big racks
pop an oxy, got cavalli on the name tag
[chorus: ralfy the plug & ketchy the great]
he playin’ with his life, he don’t really enjoy livin’
f-ckin’ with the plug, it’s always gon’ be an early christmas
n-ggas out here sneak dissin’, it’s more than b-tches
i done made some g-y straight then dunked they christians
i just poured a pint and spilled a line on my amiri denim
pull up with them chops like my n-ggas work in h-ll’s kitchen
we gon’ make bail, we ain’t gon’ tell, we ain’t like you n-ggas
you the type to beat the b-tch up ’cause she liked my picture
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