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letra de got lazy - king fresco

[chorus]
yuh, ay, ay, yuh
ooh, yuh, ay, ay, ay
i smoke the dope and got lazy, yuh
i smoke the dope and got lazy, ay
i smoke the dope and got lazy, mah
i smoke the dope and got lazy, yuh
i smoke the dope and got lazy, ay
i smoke the dope and got lazy, sh-t
i smoke the dope and got lazy, i smoke the dope and got lazy

[verse-king fresco]
s-s-smoke the dope then i’m high, shorty in love with my vibe
i’m just one h-ll of a guy, she fell in love with me twice
can’t hit from the back i’m too high, finessed her rolled on her side
and then she just ride like a bike, she fell in love with the pipe
like kobe i ball in the clutch, right now i’m rollin’ a dutch
her friend annoying as f-ck, please shut the f-ck up
like candice i ball like a b-tch, i heard you bought like a brick
i heard you need an -ssist, i think we need some more zips
uh, came in the sauce like a chicken nugget
n-gga said they ballin’ they ain’t gettin’ buckets
ballin’ like the spurs, dahmer like jeffery
b-tch i’m tim thuggin’, they ain’t saying nothin’
hop in the whip and i flex, i’m on myway to a check
shorty just text, so i’m on my way to some nectar
realest boy don’t you forget
“yo fresco you still comin’ out tonight?”
i mean i was, “what you mean you was, what happened?”
man, uh, i smoked the dope and got lazy
i smoked the dope and got lazy

[chorus]
i smoke the dope and got lazy, yuh
i smoke the dope and got lazy, ay
i smoke the dope and got lazy, mah
i smoke the dope and got lazy, yuh
i smoke the dope and got lazy, ay
i smoke the dope and got lazy, sh-t
i smoke the dope and got lazy, i smoke the dope and got lazy

[verse 2-tommy boi davinci]
yuh, yuh smoke out the pound, cartier made that sh-t round
no lazy b-tches around, i reinvented my sound
d-mn b-tch no more slowin’ me down, so much gold in my trou, yuh
i fell asleep smokin’ loud, shawty in love with my style
a-all my n-ggas so dope, 3 mil she get hit with the sauce
i bet you can’t run from the scope, keep me two 30s i’m givin’ out smoke
in the kitchen i whip up a o, hey young n-gga my wrist in the bowl
hey watch how i f-ck up the stoge, i got all this sh-t on my own
ay, so first girl i roll up a dutch, 3 baby mamas like trump
n-gga i don’t gotta stunt, your b-tch knows what’s up she pourin’ me up ay
i can’t drink no [?] brew, pull up double park the coup
n-gga who the f-ck is you?, b-tch i smoke it in the booth

- king fresco

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