letra de rugratz - london yellow
[intro: london yellow]
yeah
yeah (cmajor)
[verse 1: london yellow & awfm]
i feel like a rugrat
n-gga, where the crack at?
i’m tryna get high off crack
black tar heroin, you’re my friend
smokin’ all crack again
take a n-gga back to the times when i used to smoke crack in the alleyway
i feel like a f-ckin’ alley cat
smokin’ on crack
with a couple blacks
and a couple whites
and a couple mexicans
no i’m not mexican, but we can have s-x again
no cap, i stole that line
and no, i ain’t even whine
yeah, i’m gyppin’ in the line
yeah i feel fine
i’m not off of crack, i’m off life
feel really good, i feel really nice
but i’m smokin’ crack
bring it back
yo kidmaestro, bring that back
just kidding, don’t do that sh-t
i’ll steal your kids and i’ll put ’em on my d-ck, yeah
b-ast!-lity, i’m bringin’ that sh-t back
why? ’cause a n-gga off the crack
’cause a n-gga off the crack
’cause a n-gga off the crack
’cause a n-gga off the crack
’cause a n-gga off the crack (ay, ay, ay, ay, ay)
[chorus: awfm & dad]
i ain’t sh-t, you ain’t sh-t
n-gga, we ain’t sh-t
differences
you pretend that you’re hot sh-t (ay)
young n-gga in the dirt, used to sell some rugrat
they told me to grow the f-ck up, i said f-ck that
i ain’t sh-t, you ain’t sh-t
n-gga, we ain’t sh-t
differences
you pretend that you’re hot sh-t (ay)
young n-gga in the dirt, used to sell some rugrat
they told me to grow the f-ck up, i said (ay)
[verse 2: dad]
ever since i was a rugrat
i was where the drugs at
youngin wonderin’ where the bud at
reggie weed in my b-tt crack
adderall, i crush that
now i’m high like, “aw sh-t, where the comeback?”
baby, where the love at?
and can i get a dove sack?
f-ck that, i need tough pack
hammer time, you can’t touch that
with yo’ sus ass, need to go the f-ck back
where you came from
we been on the same sh-t since day one
a1, but you ain’t sh-t, and i ain’t sh-t, and we ain’t sh-t
it ain’t none
yeah, it really ain’t none (yeah)
[bridge: awfm]
hey son
what would you do for the fake love?
what would you do with that pay stuff?
you f-ckin’ big babies, y’all need to wake up
wake up, wake up, wake up
get out from under that dang rug and wake up
wake up, wake up, wake up (ay, ay, ay, ay)
[chorus: awfm]
i ain’t sh-t, you ain’t sh-t
n-gga, we ain’t sh-t
differences
you pretend that you’re hot sh-t (ay)
young n-gga in the dirt, used to sell some rugrat
they told me to grow the f-ck up, i said f-ck that
i ain’t sh-t, you ain’t sh-t
n-gga, we ain’t sh-t
differences
you pretend that you’re hot sh-t (ay)
young n-gga in the dirt, used to sell some rugrat
they told me to grow the f-ck up, i said
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