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letra de 3 man weave - louie ray

[intro: louie ray]
(f-ck the fire, we got grease)
(it’s a wayne beat)
i’m showin’ off, i’m every side, dog, i bang on sh-t
(ooh, it’s bluestrip, baby)
(no cap)

[verse 1: louie ray]
i’m showin’ off, i’m every side, dog, i bang on sh-t
you see me gettin’ high, at low, kangol sh-t
this ain’t a jeep, this the trackhawk, durango, b-tch
stackin’ ’til it’s fallin’ over how the bankroll get
don’t want no dime or no ace, man, the taste ain’t sh-t
how many pints can you take with you? a case ain’t sh-t
okay, i’m coolin’, free today because the case ain’t stick
i pull a fifty out in twenties and the bank ain’t trip
i got some top sh-t i’m tryna hit, i’m makin’ a list
them b-tches both got tongue rings, i’m makin’ ’em kiss
i’m too busy doin’ the most to fuss with a b-tch
i spent a quarter last summer without touchin’ my kit

[verse 2: babyface ray]
she blowin’ kisses just to catch my attention, get in the section
flood my right wrist, it’s complementin’ my necklace
started from the ground, worked my way to jefe
i pull up in somethin’ foreign, make these b-tches’ neck break
it’s 4 a.m., i’m politickin’ at the bar, checkmate
all these chips, relationships, man, it took a decade
rubber band the money, it’s rubber band on the watches
i done elevated, it’s mac and cheese with the lobster
she’s a foreign breed, this lil’ b-tch bad as a toddler
talkin’ on these tracks done got me paid like i’m drama, yeah
keep it candid, keep your head up, n-gga
when you down, the only way is get your bread up, n-gga
audemars, rollie watches, never handcuffs, n-gga
gettin’ paid in my sleep, face a stand up n-gga, yeah
[verse 3: peezy]
i drop bags off just like christmas
stash thirteen rickies on, i stand on business
pop off a first-class, head straight to the trenches
came up, but still can’t turn my back to the k!llers, no way
n-ggas beefin’ over nothin’, man, this sh-t ain’t ’bout paper
n-ggas better turn they phone up and get in rotation
every week, i’m at the jeweler, ain’t no way i’ve been savin’
one-twenty for the chain and the bracelet
i stay in a b-tch mouth like braces
cameras on at the spot, not cable
used to stay lookin’ out for the neighbors
all these chains and these whips, man, this sh-t like slavery
four pockets stickin’ out, n-gga, just like bailey’s
trappin’ out the fly social, got ten different flavors
do your homework, we been goin’ crazy, yeah

- louie ray

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