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letra de no office - lil flash

[hook]
i’m always workin’
you always swervin’ me
i’m on my turf b-tch
you actin’ nervously
you tried to change my mind, but ain’t no turnin’ me
i turn up onto your block like i’m master percy-p
they twitter talkin’ twitter beefin’ that ain’t hurting me
you want to woof on the internet but one day we gone meet
and i’m off lean lean
but we ain’t lacking
i’m flying on a magic carpet, i feel like a latin

[verse 1]
i’m lil flash, living legend
i know you smell me
and that strong in
tweak with the gang you is a dead man
its monday, and i don’t know where i’m at
now its wednesday, where’d the last day go i was off the xans
i’m in a freight truck, whenever i pull up you getting smashed
thank god it’s friday, i’m turnt up off them flats
live everyday like the weekend
pop me a bottle, get off the sh-ts
all white for the season, this summer is ours we in this b-tch
i’m in this b-tch like i’m in her cl-t
tech poppin’ out my shirt and it look like a t-t
i be on some tweaking sh-t
put your whole family on cbs

[pre-hook 1]
i be blowing that good dope, they can’t even breathe off it
he thought that he was on, until i pulled up and offed him
you dead to me you in a coffin, all that hatin’ hatin’ often
oftenly and honestly i’m always working with no office

[hook]

[verse 2]
gotta get it on your own there ain’t no hand outs, no p-ss outs
give a opp a xan watch him p-ss out then he lack now
you in a well and i don’t know what you sellin, i don’t know what you ringin’ bells
if it was loud i would hear a sound and i don’t hear nothing very loud
better move around, 100 rounds is coming around better move yo house
they took my bros up out this sh-t so imma hunt you down like a blood hound
foreign thots got some mixed b-tches and they rocking mixed designer
don’t get mixed up with this bullsh-t cause they’ll treat ya just like hirens
all the paper was on the floor so i told that b-tch pick it up and file it
i was ridin’ in a foreign and got pulled over, told my b-tch take my pills and hid ’em

[pre-hook 2]
im just trying to get to the dope, hustlin’, gridin’ ain’t do college
answer the door with the pole, who that is imma smoke him like chronic
you dead to me you in a coffin, all that hatin’ hatin’ often
oftenly and honestly i’m always working with no office

[hook]

- lil flash

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