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letra de punyun - lajose

know they gotta feel me
knowing they gone feel me baby

see b-tch i’m racked up back up lil n-gga don’t make me act up
watch how i bob and build the money ima contractor
he ain’t bout his money then la homie a none factor
i rip a couple thousand in the wind call me jasper
i say f-ck a nine to five cause this punyun coming faster
you know that fourty
still be latched around my side just like a d-mn belt
if you ain’t gang you can’t hang here
them n-ggas lame that’s them same squares
bank road got my jeans pocket fat
no wrangler

i don’t want no piecy piecy i got my own juice, i calculate before i move
that’s why a n-gga produce
my soul is old school get blues i leave no clues
ion see no complications sh-t be bing to the bada boom
ion care how skinny i am
i still need a lotta room
ain’t it crazy how them b-tches be witches want you to jump the broom
i ain’t been talking to la greg in a minute i need to see em soon
i’m on point like a needle, b-tch i’m reba just put me in the loop
my flow real sick i think i need some soup
tell the b-tch ta get off my d-ck i’m the f-cking truth
plug was over charging for the zip
so i flipped his room
i always knew the n-gga was a l!ck i had to play it cool
see kenny had the fie in school
surrounded by n-ggas who really hungry too
i started with a half of some purple shot out my n-gga duke
i call that n-gga back in a hour i need to re up soon
my side pocket doing eightball numbers like a n-gga playing pool
running with the big dawgs as a youngin
they told me stay in school
ahead of my own time, i just might, show you a thing or two
all my n-gga remind me of owls all they say is whoo?
how the f-ck you tell me that i’m green but these hundreds really bluu
i separate the cat from his hat
issa dr. suess
for pillow talking we gone hop out like ghost n-gga picca boo
bust at ya strudel
na he toast
guess you
fuccin knew
hop in a foreign then i go
and get a f-cking clue

see b-tch i’m racked up back up lol n-gga don’t make me act up
watch how i bob and build the money ima contractor
he ain’t bout his money then la homie a none factor
i rip a couple thousand in the wind call me jasper
i say f-ck a nine to five cause this punyun coming faster
you know that fourty
still be latches around my side kits like a d-mn belt
if you ain’t gang you can’t hang here
them n-ggas lame that’s them same squares
bank road got my jeans pocket fat
no wrangler

- lajose

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