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letra de street shit - lil uzi vert - lil uzi vert

[intro]
brr, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
kid wond3r, you made this beat? d-mn
yeah

[chorus]
this is not going platinum, this some street sh-t
it’s crazy how she kiss her baby right after she eat d-ck (woah)
it’s crazy how my n-gga made a million off of three l!cks
break it down the middle and we made it even-steven (yeah)

[verse 1]
everybody tryna say that i believe in demons (huh?)
you believe in demons if you think i am a demon (yeah)
i got so much money that the extra you can keep it (yeah)
i stopped f-cking avеrage ho’s ’cause they can’t keep a sеcret (shh)
i be calm in every situation ’cause i’m leanin’
that boy, he a jackass ’cause his money weiner (slow)
my b-tch got a fat ass, biggest ever seen (woah)
if i didn’t love her i would let my whole d-mn team hit
okay, i hit with the s-m-n (s-m-n), drippin’ on her cleavage
f-ckin’ is too easy (woah)
doggystyle, i’m sleepin’ (grr)
no, they can’t believe this
these n-ggas, they heated
i can k!ll this f-cking beat, no i don’t need to remix
yeah, holy moly
b-tch, i crushed the rollie
yeah, i crushed the rollie
ayy, i bust the rollie
yeah, she suck the rollie
make her f-ck the rollie
man, f-ck this rollie
b-tch, i don’t need no ice (i don’t need no ice)
b-tch, put lean on ice (put lean on ice)
i don’t wan’ sip no sprite (i don’t want no sprite)
sippin’ on the cream all night (on cream all night)
b-tch, i’m feelin’ just right (just right, just right)
told my b-tch, “keep it tight” (keep it tight, shh)
man, i’m creamin’ at night (at night)
i don’t see a opp in sight (baow)
[chorus]
this is not going platinum, this some street sh-t
it’s crazy how she kiss her baby right after she eat d-ck (woah)
it’s crazy how my n-gga made a million off of three l!cks
break it down the middle, then we made it even-steven

[verse 2]
i might change my name to keef ’cause every minute i be chiefin’
my team scored a touchdown, they’re not good at defense (score)
she gon’ l!ck my nuts now, my luck ’cause she eatin’ (yeah)
yes, i am conceited, i must say got a reason (yeah)
i call her my baby ’cause she act like she t–thin’ (huh)
rubbin’ molly on her gums ’til her gums hurt (hurt)
put my finger in her b-tt until my thumb hurt (hurt)
come on baby, get with sense, i make a star burst

- lil uzi vert

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