letra de oxy - kura
[chorus]
uh, prada all on my pants
i got a mag on the bag (yeah, yeah, yeah)
yeah- yeah, oxy go strike to the face, no i won’t split it in half (what?)
yeah, i’m good at counting the bready in school i was trash at the math (yeah, what?)
i- i need to strecht out tha’ drank’, pour a four man, the sh-t won’t last (yeah)
yeah, she personal sl-t (what?)
perky hit me like a truck
i bought out- i bought out the store, what the f-ck? (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
look- look like blood on my cup (what?)
since a kid i give no f-cks
hop out the house, then hop on the truck (yeah)
i told the b-tch, what’s up? (it’s up)
i told tha ho’ wassup? (what’s up)
[verse]
yeah, yeah, walk on balencis, thеy know my name (yeah, what?)
she comе on the crib and she leaving it drained (yeah)
i’m getting high, not counting the strains (wait)
g19 got a brand new aim (yeah)
and a couple of jeans of three sh-t tint (yeah, yeah)
i feel the x’s bursting through my veins (ohh)
i got right, moved out to l.a, yeah (oh yeah)
you- you can mind your business, yeah (yeah)
right round turn on the bentley (oh yeah)
smoke up- smoke up on stain, get sticky
i got a bad bi’, put her on fendi (uhh)
yeah- yeah i’ve been doing her out of me
no, don’t park three sh-t, that’s change (white ho’)
white b-tch got titties like vintage (yeah)
spend a finna whole lotta on the way to the dentist (buh, buh)
i can buy you this and that (yeah)
got chromeheart sign on the hat (yeah)
pull a- pull a whole [?] then i’m back (yeah)
pull the cappin’ on me get taxed (oh yeah)
i get fly, what you know ’bout that? (oh yeah)
i get high, what you know ’bout that? (what’s up)
you ain’t with the gang won’t get debt (mhm)
about a [?] check my stats
[chorus]
uh, prada all on my pants
i got a mag on the bag (yeah, yeah, yeah)
yeah- yeah, oxy go strike to the face, no i won’t split it in half (what?)
yeah, i’m good at counting the bready in school i was trash at the math (yeah, what?)
i- i need to strecht out tha’ drank’, pour a four man, the sh-t won’t last (yeah)
yeah, she personal sl-t (what?)
perky hit me like a truck
i bought out- i bought out the store, what the f-ck? (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
look- look like blood on my cup (what?)
since a kid i give no f-cks
hop out the house, then hop on the truck (yeah)
i told the b-tch, what’s up? (it’s up)
i told tha ho’ wassup? (what’s up)
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