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letra de poker face - lil bean

[intro]
(eazy)
yeah, huh

[chorus]
pull up rockin’ fur like jim jones, k!lla cam
my name lil beaner, i could trap, i could scam
got my poker face, can’t expose, show my hand
i see it all the time, n-ggas opps turnin’ fans
group of solid n-ggas, ain’t no phonies in the camp, huh
grew up takin’ chances, that sh-t turned me to a champ, huh
gotta drink more water, i was f-ckin’, caught a cramp, huh
if cuddy text my phone, “lol,” that mean he stamped, huh

[verse]
it’s a light show, pinky ring, diamonds dancin’
know a couple n-ggas act like b-tches, havin’ tantrums
sometimes i like to drive through the hills, look at mansions
my b-tch say she wanna be down just like brandy
she say every time i make a pose, shе be mad at me
puttin’ that sh-t on, i be frеsher than a mannequin
please don’t compare me to no one, not your average
if you want a verse, go through lil, that’s my management
grown man always takin’ poles, ain’t no panickin’
real n-gga go through everything, i can handle it
r.i.p. my n-ggas, like that future song, them my savages
n-gga, don’t inhale the wrong smoke, this ain’t no cannabis
probably got more money than your big homie
pockets fat, lil’ doo-doo stain, i got that sh-t on me
tuck spot, if the boys blurp, i ain’t got sh-t on me
h-llcat, bro just went crazy, put a kit on it, yeah
got a glass house, can see the water, sh-t look marvelous
couple hundred thou’ inside account to keep my daughter lit
know it’s hard tryna raise a kid in this economy
i’ma keep it real until i die, i hope they honor me
and one thing i hate is time wasted, can’t get that time back
n-gga fries and let him know he food, can’t get behind that
lil’ bad b-tch, she bend it over, i get behind that
i don’t chase sh-t, but for that sack, i’m like a linebacker
outside, man, this sh-t ain’t nothin’, i’m always ten toes
got my one n-gga, he gettin’ money out a bimbo
shots fired, sh-t, you never know, check on your kinfolk
never leave the money inside the trap, the rollers blitz those, yeah
[chorus]
pull up rockin’ fur like jim jones, k!lla cam
my name lil beaner, i could trap, i could scam
got my poker face, can’t expose, show my hand
i see it all the time, n-ggas opps turnin’ fans
group of solid n-ggas, ain’t no phonies in the camp, huh
grew up takin’ chances, that sh-t turned me to a champ, huh
gotta drink more water, i was f-ckin’, caught a cramp, huh
if cuddy text my phone, “lol,” that mean he stamped

- lil bean

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