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letra de specialize - lil tony official

[intro]
(roc that sh-t out, hari)

[chorus]
life been gettin’ deep, days been gettin’ longer, i ain’t gettin’ sleep
money gettin’ taller, problems gettin’ shorter, legs weak
b-tch gettin’ aggy, pants gettin’ saggy, bands gettin’ heavy
ran it up, i’m still consistently steppin’
we pop tech, f-ck thots, most of ’em used as props
i be wonderin’ if she let me f-ck if my chain come off
these b-tches tools, they see these diamonds, they brain come off
(oh sh-t, oh sh-t, there he go, f-ck is that? oh my god, is that key? yeah, that’s him)

[verse]
k!ller micro drac’ with fashion, double homicide (micro drac’)
i seen the ‘cat after a stain, i had to jump inside (gang)
smoke a n-gga cookie (cookie), spint lil’ bro, he p-ssy (p-ssy), foe n-gga gushin’ (bah, uh)
yeah, n-ggas see i ran it up, now they need a god (broke-ass n-ggas)
no way you think i’m stunna, b-tch, my music nationwide (b-tch)
hit a boutique, buy everything, i don’t even pick the size (sh-t, you a fly motherf-cker)
ran into my first hundred thousand (woo), two hundred thousand (hot d-mn)
three hundred thousand (hot d-mn), four hundred thousand, five (sh-t)
n-ggas better catch up, they still stuck on they first twenty-five (d-mn, dub-five)
i done spent a twenty-five on a twenty-five and took out a dime
bought a car, put the rest up, got a f-ckin’ 9 (glizzy)
40 got bigger (bigger), guns got bigger (bigger), young rich n-gga
i must admit i’m havin’ dog sh-t for real, you gettin’ paper, come and get with me
(come here, come here, come here, come on, where we goin’? n-gga, get with me)
ain’t got no f-cks with for no fake n-gga (f-ckboy)
i’ll let that drac’ hit ’em (drac’, bah-bah-bah-bah-bah, drac’)
[chorus]
life been gettin’ deep, days been gettin’ longer, i ain’t gettin’ sleep
money gettin’ taller, problems gettin’ shorter, legs weak
b-tch gettin’ aggy, pants gettin’ saggy, bands gettin’ heavy
ran it up, i’m still consistently steppin’
we pop tech, f-ck thots, most of ’em used as props
i be wonderin’ if she let me f-ck if my chain come off
these b-tches tools, they see these diamonds, they brain come off
(oh sh-t, oh sh-t, there he go, f-ck is that? oh my god, is that key? that’s him)

- lil tony official

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