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letra de b=be - łil cloud

(four4way run them bands up, four4way got it out the mud)
i get head but have no headache, that drank, she don’t fuss but i make her cuss, make her yeah
so much bars locked in, so much cheese, yeah, like a pecorino cheese, laying in bed, still making that bread
lets be for real, she don’t f-ck with me yeah yeah, i make money, she call me honey, like bees we sting your ass, yeah
i ain’t fake like a.i., but i ball like a.i., i ain’t in my prime no more, still caught a baddie, she bad like barbie
ain’t no whole talk, just real talk, yeah, making bread, yeah, like a bread man, you know i’m the man
she call me her man, i’m built like he man, yeah, hey man, that sh-t rhyme, i rhyme like a teacher, yeah, i got clips like rulers, my sweater cool, that’s the truth, she hotter than summer, got me sweating, baby girl bad as f-ck, got me
dreaming, i’m complex like apartments, yeah, flex when i can, flex music, flex that sh-t, yeah, flex that sh-t
yeah, b equals be, yeah, did that sh-t before, yeah, that before catalog, yeah, h-ll yeah, my first song, yeah
that’s h-ll, yeah, before catalog, before the money, before the fame, yeah, b equals be, yeah, yeah, getting money
money never change me, so i don’t know what made you change, cause a lot of pain
a lot of pain, a lot of pain, yeah, a lot of racks, you know i love the racks, yeah, i love stacks, i love ass and everything
me and my dawgs tight like philly, yeah, i brotherly love, and i share my plate with my dawgs, i ain’t see my pops
hope he aight, can’t see my uncle, yeah, hope he still thugging, yeah, i love my n-ggas and my thugs, yeah
throw away to the man that you got

- lil cloud

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