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letra de homer simpson - lav.ish (usa)

so extra with it doe (doh!)
more than homer simpson
why she extra with the dough way she
(way she way she way she way she)
swipe and then she go
on the road to riches go ahead and cop some more why she
(why she why she)
extra with it doe
more than homer simpson
why she extra with the dough way she
(swipe swipe)
swipe and then she go
(go)
on the road to riches go ahead and cop some more

i think my d-ck need a break
(it need a break)
before it break
(before it break)
for f-ck sake

i got more flow than a frat boy
i got mo’ flow than progressive
when i party i grab the bottle i never chase my depressants
my memories demon infested
perception clean as a b-tch
i grip the kush like kapeesh
cash quick to turn to a zip
flippin’ through daddy warbucks bucks tucked stuffed in the tux
if you must discuss us trust it don’t mean nothing, no fuss
ain’t standing adjacent? adjust
we ain’t complaisant, just ’cause
lighter to bud we buzzin’ in the crowd there’s no room or budging eating suckas for lunch it’s nothing quick fix my sweet tooth bugging in the m-ff like m-ffins i’m munchin’ when done she puffin’ pungent

she never sober
if she is it’s because she hungover
from the night before runnin’ through the doe just like homer
epic with the head so i head over rain or snow
extra extra she ain’t ’bout if you got no dough to blow oh how i wish you weren’t so d-mn

extra she so extra why she extra with it doe
(why she extra wit’ it doe?)
hit me with the fade like she lean with the stroke
(like she leaning wit’ the stroke)
whatchu’ mean? whatchu’ want?
why you fiending? who yo folk?
flow so cold, where’s your coat?
when you comin’ wear your coat
no precaution when she spending
carbon copied faucet women drippin’ drop it for a n-gg- like we runnin’ out of time
we got groupies tryna spend the night
tried to hit me with the entree but i ordered extra fries
(nah, nah, nah)
on the side, for my guys
on that -ss, 9 to 5
always cooped up scooping dem troops up tell the p-ssenger to scoot up
‘fore we march from fi to fum (fum)
poking out yo tongue (ugh)
talking ain’t no talking ‘less we talking where we parking
when we pull up at no parking
prove my patience ain’t no option
pull my pride i been den tossed it (aye)
please excuse me pardon (skrrt)
extra like a plethora
and i don’t want no part of (oh naw)
no i dont want no add ons (oh naw)
no i don’t want that
i don’t want cho
(i don’t want that
i don’t want cho)

- lav ish usa

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