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letra de on my soul - key glock

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[intro]
i be turned up to the max
look glock broke the thermostat
f-ck your b-tch and give her back
i take your sh-t won’t give it back
now i got money, money, money, money
b-tch we play for keeps
and imma burn a n-gg- like a swisher
if he think it’s sweet

[hook]
you know imma get it b-tch until my casket close
i been chasing paper n-gg-, you been chasing hoes
i tore my acl, i ball too hard like derrick rose
i never love the b-tch more than the dough, that’s on my soul

[verse 1]
got a alaskan mink coat
i feel like a eskimo
on that iceberg slim sh-t
you know i got all the hoes
yeah my neck and wrist froze
you stay close, might catch a cold
these hundreds got my pockets swollen
hustle till i can’t no more, aye
you know i’m a baller
keep my 9 like iguodala
f-cking n-gg-s daughters
i get more head then a collar
i’m hakuna matata
i got all these b-tch you watch
i be fresh to death
like i just hopped up out a coffin
styrofoam no coffee
i sip hi-tech not no qualy
hood b-tch sound like cardi
she just want to f-cking party
i tossed her with the squad
i turned it to a sausage party
i got money on my noggin
and my finger on the rocket

[hook]
you know imma get it b-tch until my casket close
i been chasing paper n-gg-, you been chasing hoes
i tore my acl, i ball too hard like derrick rose
i never love the b-tch more than the dough, that’s on my soul

[verse 2]
and i just broke a b-tch back
slam dunk that hoe like shaq
on my ray lewis sh-t
i’m dancing when i get the sack
i be turned up to the max
look glock broke the thermostat
f-ck your b-tch and give her back
i take your sh-t won’t give it back
now i got money, money, money, money
b-tch we play for keeps
and imma burn a n-gg- like a swisher
if he think it’s sweet
i got to pour me up some lean
please cuz i’m a codeine feen
i’m wide awoke high as h-ll
but the b-tch thought i was sleep
i like my money neat n-gg- like i like my freaks
i like my money neat n-gg- like i like my freaks
when i’m riding in the g wagon
the doors off like a jeep
just a high-cl-ss street n-gg-
still trapping out a suite
glock!

[hook]
you know imma get it b-tch until my casket close
i been chasing paper n-gg-, you been chasing hoes
i tore my acl, i ball too hard like derrick rose
i never love the b-tch more than the dough, that’s on my soul

[outro]
i never loved the b-tch more than the dough
that’s on my soul
i never loved the b-tch more than the dough
that’s on my soul
i never loved the b-tch more than the dough
that’s on my soul
i never loved the b-tch more than the dough
that’s on my soul

[hook]
you know imma get it b-tch until my casket close
i been chasing paper n-gg-, you been chasing hoes
i tore my acl, i ball too hard like derrick rose
i never love the b-tch more than the dough, that’s on my soul

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