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letra de lighthouse - leesta

[intro]
yeah-yeah
i tote a strap just like a mobster
but i don’t want to, no-no
geek, g-geek-geek, g-geek-geek, uh
geek, g-geek-geek, g-geek-geek, uh, uh, uh, oh
yeah, no

[chorus]
ride out, eye out
my wrist on shine, man, somethin’ like a lighthouse
bad b-tches wanna come over and spend the night now
i tote a strap, man, i don’t even fight now
why you mad, why you mad, why you mad?
skip school but i’m still in my bag
i tote the drum like a motherf-ckin’ band
way i’m ballin’ on the field, got hoes in the stands

[verse]
see the cheerin’, she ate up all my children
i told her i don’t love her, i don’t think she was hearin’ me
in a porsche 911, an emergency
got a tec on my side, you ain’t hurtin’ me
might give her the bag, give her the bag, give her the bank
got a new b-tch and her ass fat like beyoncé
[?], i got a one-way
and i got a bad b-tch tryna suck up on me
i got fendi, fendi, louis, louis, prada, prada, gucci, gucci
could’ve bought a ‘vette, but i went and bought some jewelry
my money long, i’m stackin’ it up like i should be
my ex girl still trippin’ ’bout what we could be
i pay an advance, used to be down bad
i might drop the world, that’s if i switch hands
smokin’ on this pack, i been stuck in quicksand
tote another strap and that b-tch got a d-ck, man
[chorus]
ride out, eye out
my wrist on shine, man, somethin’ like a lighthouse
bad b-tches wanna come over and spend the night now
i tote a strap, man, i don’t even fight now
why you mad, why you mad, why you mad?
skip school but i’m still in my bag
i tote the drum like a motherf-ckin’ band
way i’m ballin’ on the field, got hoes in the stands

[outro]
yeah-yeah
i tote a strap just like a mobster
but i don’t want to, no-no
geek, g-geek-geek, g-geek-geek, uh
geek, g-geek-geek, g-geek-geek, uh, uh, uh, oh
yeah, no

- leesta

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