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letra de die 4 sarah - lil rez & lil darius

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[intro]
(exuising, come back with them bands, man)

[chorus: lil rez]
i got a hundred ‘bows stacked up in five rows, i told ’em that’s without it
wish you with me still, ’cause my heart pocket
it’s just somethin’ ’bout your love for me that get me so excited
i just hope i don’t get beside myself ’cause sh-t get very violent
i told god forgive me later, i be at the traphouse every sunday
i brought my first glizzy to quay house, ever since, been head huntin’
since i was sixteen, had money, she was stuntin’ me when i ain’t have nothin’
i was bankin’ in the car with twin, we call that fast hustlin’

[verse 1: lil rez]
it’s about that time to up that fire and make ’em sing like ed sheeran
i can’t be worried about no b-tch who think she fine, she weave sharin’
i’m on the wild west somewhere with dog sh-t, my wrist blarin’
that p-ssy stopped at a red light like a dumbass, should’ve kept steerin’
his ass got sent to the most high, but that’s alright, he tooken care of
my white b-tch, i’ll die for sarah, set you up, that’s if i pay her
5’2″, her waist slim, got nice b00bs and fake hips
i like you and i hate them, you my lil’ boo, i’m so for real
i like you ’cause you ain’t no groupie, buy you louis and chanel
if you with me, just know you gucci, i have b00by traps in here
you bring your b-tch around my group, she choose, don’t know what else to tell you
grandma died, it ripped my heart in two, but, n-gga, it won’t k!ll you
that street sh-t, we slidin’ on sh-t, that p-ssy n-gga died from jail
and i done seen a lot of sh-t, lil’ bro walked down for dollar bill
shawty said that i can buy her love because her heart on sale
i just pray my bro get out on bond, he do, i bet i help
in by the night, i be gone by the daylight
just because it’s two wrongs never really make it right
on gang
b-tch, i’m tryna f-ck, i ain’t even tryna play-fight
[chorus: lil rez]
i got a hundred ‘bows stacked up in five rows, i told ’em that’s without it
wish you with me still, ’cause my heart pocket
it’s just somethin’ ’bout your love for me that get me so excited
i just hope i don’t get beside myself ’cause sh-t get very violent
i told god forgive me later, i be at the traphouse every sunday
i brought my first glizzy to quay house, ever since, been head huntin’
since i was sixteen, had money, she was stuntin’ me when i ain’t have nothin’
i was bankin’ in the car with twin, we call that fast hustlin’

[verse 2: lil darius]
yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah), we call that fast money (that fast money)
glock 23 turn to a fully with that back b-tton
frrah, frrah, frrah (yeah), n-ggas actin’ like they k!llers (rrah)
rappin’ ’bout some bodies they don’t got, i can’t even hear ’em
yeah, yeah, yeah (h-ll nah), i be comin’ trim (trim)
since i signed a deal (yeah), all these b-tches on my trail (yeah)
i can’t cuff a b-tch, i f-ck and leave, i’m too player (bye)
i’m rich as h-ll, icy, double v’s, can’t you tell, f-ck n-gga? (buss it)
wocky fiend, i ain’t gon’ lie, i feel like an addict (addict)
hate toxic sh-t, i left the b-tch, she was too dramatic (i’m gone)
i got a thing for s-xyy red, i really love the ratchets (the fine sh-t)
my plug say them ‘bows in, i’m finna fly to cali
for lil rez (what up?)
f-ck the opposition, man, them p-ssy n-ggas scared (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
take an rp with the drank, i hope i don’t od off these meds (meds)
lil’ bad-ass b-tch, she don’t even gotta open her legs (h-ll nah)
i’m like a barbie, baby, i just want your head (want your head, girl)
[outro: lil darius]
just want your head, girl
i’m like a barbie, baby, i just want your head
i just want your head, girl
yeah, yeah, yeah

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