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letra de triple cup - lil nojo

[verse 1: lil nojo]

(huh?)
startin’ this off with a banger
nojo, griddy, and 8te –
y’all in danger
f-ck with us, get you put in a chamber
we not your typical strangers

get back on earth – we invaders
gamblin’, makin’ money off wagers
one day imma own a team from all the sports in the national majors
what do i mean?
for hockey – the rangers
for baseball – the angels
for football – the raiders
and for basketball, i’m buyin’ the lakers
you don’t need to be such a hater
we’ll run it back just like episode vi of the saga
i’m takin’ when the emperor k!lled vader
hop in the x-wing, see ya later! (b-tch)
(uh huh) drop top
i took that shot
you don’t know what we boutta plot
lil griddy in this bih, shootin’ up thе god d-mn spot
hit the lotto – the jackpot
lil 8 boutta come in hot. (what?)

[verse 2: lil 8]

floodin’ my wrist with lеan
you cannot f-ck with the serpentines. (what?)
kickin’ it at the dojo
finna slide with lil nojo. (uh huh)
y’all steady hatin’ but i got y’all b-tches beggin’
drip ain’t my subject but b-tches say that they love it

y’all wanna be on top. (what?)
just stop. (uh huh)
chillin’ at the gamestop – to shop
swervin’ in this raindrop – drop top. (mama)
waitin’ at the laptop – to drop
this bop – on top
me and the goons, taking over hip-hop
don’t sit and act like, this sh-t will flop
most of y’all stay hatin’, from behind that desktop
[verse 3: lil griddy]

lil griddy back on this track again
people be fake – they play pretend
i’m off the beer, and i’m feelin’ like peter
pull up on me, my hand on my heater
this sh-t hot – i just caught a fever
knock you out the park, i’m feelin’ like jeter
free my slatts they locked up for real
i’m off the perkys
i’m off the pills
i’m in the trenches
i’m off of the percs
geekin’ like yeat, off the percs
movin’ slow, i’m late for work, (get yo money up)
i go berserk
she might twerk

slurp up the glizzy no kizzy
lil 8te, goin’ crazy
lil nojo, go shmeeky
and lil griddy go ocky
we on this beat feelin’ c-cky
haters on my d-ck feelin’ c-cky
pull up – my hand on my glocky
i got the stick, not talkin’ ‘bout hockey. (slatt)
[verse 4: lil nojo]

(huh?)
endin’ this off with a banger
nojo, griddy, and 8te –
y’all in danger
f-ck with us, get you put in a chamber
we not your typical strangers
get back on earth – we invaders
gamblin’, makin’ money off wagers
one day imma own a team from all the sports in the national majors

- lil nojo

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