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letra de throw da clip - lei

[intro]
(woah, woah, woah, woah)

[chorus]
i’m whipping this motherf-ckin’ work so hard
i’m starting to lose my wrist
i fell out of love with fine sh-t
had to go and grab me a new b-tch
every day, it feel like i’m dying
it’s codeine what i sip
fell out of love with lil’ fine sh-t
had to go and grab me a new b-tch
ralph lauren my fit, and my biitch so bad, i’m kissing her lips, mwah
this tokyo sh-t, i’m spending a bag, i’m throwing a clip

[verse 1]
she let me grab it, let me know i have it
she don’t even gotta tell me sh-t
i could get you pateks, whatever you want, you have it
money, add it up real quick
n-ggas talking ’bout money, you don’t have it
i’m in the field like madden, get hit
five-star hotel, five-star dinner
you don’t even know what that is
i mix compassion with the fashion and i know she like that
i’ll mix the fashion and the rapping on some super swag sh-t
if i don’t hit that girl back now, i know she gon’ hit me back, yeah
like, i could teach you how to spit or how to get a rack quick
[bridge]
(work, work, work, work)
(work, work, work, work)
(work, work, work, work)
(work, work, work, work)
brick after brick after brick, counting this work
gang walked through the crib and he got blood on his shirt
just walked in the trap, i told my n-ggas get to work
you know what it is, i tell that fine sh-t go twerk, yeah

[verse 2]
i got stitches, then i got perscripted for percs
you did me wrong and you came back, that made it worse
like you got a man, i don’t really care, i could make it work
she like how i look, she like how i talk, she like how i flirt
last thing i remember was sipping on red, then i woke up in a he-rs-
one thing i ain’t know was love hurts
how you did me wrong, but i’m saying sorry first?
yeah, i need drugs, i don’t need her
yeah, i don’t know
popping these xans like tylenol
yeah, like, i don’t know
i’m popping these xans like tylenol
oh yeah, clean like some lysol
too up, n-gga, huh, what’s the price now?
don’t hate the player, hate the lifestyle
got ice on, n-gga, turn the lights off
and my fit is on white-out
don’t have my n-ggas pull that pipe out
big crib like the white house
got the diamonds on, like a lighthouse
my and my b-tch fight like ronda rousey
hit that b-tch with a roundhouse
stretch it out, it’s a wide body
put a bad b-tch in it and ride out
[chorus]
i’m whipping this motherf-ckin’ work so hard
i’m starting to lose my wrist
i fell out of love with fine sh-t
had to go and grab me a new b-tch
every day, it feel like i’m dying
it’s codeine what i sip
fell out of love with lil’ fine sh-t
had to go and grab me a new b-tch
ralph lauren my fit, and my biitch so bad, i’m kissing her lips, mwah
this tokyo sh-t, i’m spending a bag, i’m throwing a clip
throwing a clip, throwing a clip
throwing a clip, throwing a clip

- lei

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