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letra de soul - ketchy the great

[verse 1]
got her standin’ on corners, cold
i’m froze, i’m so soulless
i’m heart broken, been lost i’m playin’ hoe b-tches
cold gorillas, i didn’t wanna but she test my pimpin’
syrup sippin’ on my way to check on my chicken
left her in the suite for a week, no she’s not missing
i’m geekin’, i’m thinkin’ too much
now i’m politicking
i’m plottin’ on robbin tricks wit-, we gotta get chips
i leave a b-tch in the blade until her feet blister
do ’em so wrong but its right, i’m a b-tch sender
i bends a b-tch ’till she break or i can’t bend her
sinnin’ in my christians, lord please forgive us
gang got caught, told me break on these broke lil b-tches
if she broke, i’m posting her ad and floss her titties
i’m dolce gabbana stepping, flexing – that’s on my pimpin’
i done called the hoe, b-tch so nice she think i’m sippin
on my ‘ism a b-tch, get curved, she’s meg griffin
you’re a sl-t, you’re a bird, you’re flippin’, you’re just a pigeon
despicable me, lil wh0re, you’re just my minion

[hook]
soul
i done took the b-tch soul from her (took the b-tch soul, i done took the b-tch soul)
n-gga i’m cold (brr, brr, brr)
so cold i needs me fur
[verse 2]
colder than winter, i caught my case in december
but i’m back out for the summer still breakin’ on snow b-tches
it’s the great, b-tch i’m wet like rain when i be drippin’
my spillage, this ketchup sauce, you get the picture
got a cannon when i flash this b-tch, ain’t taking pictures
got bands on me baby, stinc team gon’ get it
i got bands like i’m martin lil b-tch, better dig this
i was on a perc and molly takin’ a field trip
been had to trip my b-tch for tryna’ leave ‘ism
b-tch up out her godd-mn mind tryna’ leave the pimpin’
stuntin, kicking flavor, draped in this raf simmon
oh my god, she dig my flava’, wanna pay some pimpin’
ketchy the godd-mn-godd-mn, b-tch my fee is mentioned
and n-ggas shows get aired out for twitter mentions
oh my god, it’s the great, i’m off prescriptions
percocet, xanax bars – what else i’m on for?
i don’t wanna f-ck yo’ b-tch, she gots’ no dough
i don’t wanna f-ck that b-tch, she’s just a hoe
i might just go break that b-tch on figueroa
i might just go ride round town whippin’ on – (hoe)

oh my god, ketchup
godd-mn (godd-mn)
i been
takin’ xans (godd-mn)
oh sh-t, ketchup
oh man, godd-mn (godd-mn)
hi-tech, red ?
oh sh-t ketchup, oh man godd-mn
whippin-, oh man (godd-mn)
(oh sh-t ketchup) blowin’ out the pound, backwoods, no ? (huh?)
[outro]
soul
i done took the b-tch soul from her
n-gga i’m cold
so cold i needs me fur

- ketchy the great

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