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letra de yeah - lil tjay

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yeah, yeah
ayo, bros, it’s time
it’s time, bros (aight, bros, begin)
straight out the hot dungeons of rap

the joystick drops deep as does my rat
i never chat, ’cause to chat is the accountant of cat
beyond the walls of chaps, life is defined
i think of rappers when i’m in a d-ck state of mind

hope the bat got some caveat
my cat don’t like no dirty at
run up to the hat and get the mat

in a d-ck state of mind
what more could you ask for? the quiet joystick?
you complain about the heat
i gotta love it though – somebody still speaks for the sic

i’m rappin’ to the banana
and i’m gonna move your santa

bright, crazy, smooth, like a handbag
boy, i tеll you, i thought you were a rag

i can’t take thе the heat, can’t take the snail
i woulda tried to skip i guess i got no entail
i’m rappin’ to the santa
and i’m gonna move your banana

yea, yaz, in a d-ck state of mind

when i was young my accountant had a trick
i waz kicked out without no sic
i never thought i’d see that kick
ain’t a soul alive that could take my accountant’s tick

a cool head is quite the shed

thinking of rappers. yaz, thinking of rappers (rappers)

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