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letra de huh ! - labios

[chorus]
f-ck them hoes, we just trynna let it go
smokin doe, roll that joint and give me moe
got the flow, but we kept it on the low
now shut the door cus this b-tch about to blow

[labios verse 1]
labios in this bish goes, harder than them f-ckers who act sick but they not lit tho
make noise we don’t tip toe, got no money got no cars them bars will make you flip tho
it’s not rly personnal that’s why i say it high key just pay attention to this f-cking warning
i don’t need you to like me but if you fkn try me might f-ck around and pull up on your wifey

[moro$ verse 2]
livin on top
and i’m going to rob
knife on the neck
and a choppa on the hand
paying the debt
gettin ready for a grand theft
money that i kept and the
girls that i left
scars on my chest
from the wounds that she left
goin i’m going
my bars they be flowing
my wrist always glowing
money keeps growing
b-tch keep talking
run your mouth
bullets be snowin
you dead on a couch
i got the shooters the dogs and the hounds
i ain’t no satan no hades no ralph
my name is moros f-ck the north and the south
my name is moros
livin the sorrow
you gotta follow
ur livin the horror
livin in holo

[chorus]
f-ck them hoes, we just trynna let it go
smokin doe, roll that joint and give me moe
got the flow, but we kept it on the low
now shut the door cus this b-tch about to blow

[labios verse 3]
if you see me coming bring a ladder
cus i be going up makonnen but the day dont matter, he said tuesday but we turn up always til we going madder
any f-cking beat you throw on me i’m gonna batter
im blowing my dark side is growing
its too late where you think you going
you’re coming with me to the sewers this my world i ain’t screwed motherf-cker you is

now let me hop into this hm, dropping like a meteor strike no doom fist hm
i need me some water i dont wanna end up like a prune like you f-cking up and ruin it
lil kiddy kid lil piece of sh-t non stop being stupid what a f-cking nuisence
i don’t teach no students singing music when i enter, still here comes the f-cking boom b-tch

[chorus]
f-ck them hoes, we just trynna let it go
smokin doe, roll that joint and give me moe
got the flow, but we kept it on the low
now shut the door cus this b-tch about to blow

- labios

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