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letra de simon says - lil surf

[intro]
yeah
(ayy, nove)
yeah
(nove don’t trust you, homie) no bap

[chorus]
don’t let sh-t get to yo’ head (yeah)
got too many b-tches in bed
these hoes wan’ do what i say, just like simon says
three a.m., speedin’ on the highway, i’m tryna put ya to bed
colorful money, yeah, all my hunnids blue, yeah, but we bang red (blatt)
yeah, and it get cold like minnesota (‘sota)
i got b-tches geeked up in the bedroom, coca-cola (cola)
baby, one night her, had to wave her off my shoulder (shoulder)
wanna get these muhf-ckin’ hunnids, i could show ya

[verse]
yeah, and i’m poppin’ my sh-t, you can tell
my name ’round town ring bells (yeah)
in the trap with the bricks and the bales
got a whole lot of sh-t and some sh-lls
but these n-ggas be rats, they tell, yeah
prada cologne on ya, smell, yeah
real water, b-tch, michael phelps
all that i wanted was loyalty and i ain’t even need nun’ else
i’m just stackin’ my green, this sh-t off the scale
you used to be my dog, n-gga, yeah, we was like kenan and kel (kel)
now you gon’ have to watch me ball, done got me a muhf-ckin’ ticket
gotta keep my glocky on, know that this sh-t get wicked
momma knew i was a star, she was sayin’ this sh-t since infant (infant)
n-gga be cap up in they raps, but, my n-gga, i really live it, yeah
shawty ate the d-ck so good, i put this lil’ ho in fendi (fendi)
[chorus]
don’t let sh-t get to yo’ head (yeah)
got too many b-tches in bed
these hoes wan’ do what i say, just like simon says
three a.m., speedin’ on the highway, i’m tryna put ya to bed
colorful money, yeah, all my hunnids blue, yeah, but we bang red (blatt)
yeah, and it get cold like minnesota (‘sota)
i got b-tches geeked up in the bedroom, coca-cola (cola)
baby, one night her, had to wave her off my shoulder (shoulder)
wanna get these muhf-ckin’ hunnids, i could show ya (show ya)

- lil surf

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