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letra de f.t.o.p (flag on the play) - lpb poody

flag on the play

i’m talk bout, look, how yall want me to come on this b-tch, yall want me to step on this b-tch
yall want me to walk on this b-tch, however yall want me to do it, it don’t matter, young n!gg@, da da red dot, rip my n!gg@ wolph, long live lil dex, yeah, yeah

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cal say he know the way, i told him take the lead/
the way he swing dat stick, should’ve been in da league/
you better pick a side, it ain’t no in between/
bananas when we slide, we gone let um squeeze/
no i ain’t talking fruit, i’m talkin hd’s/
n!gg@ do your homework before you test mе/
them boyz love derеck, we got the best cheese/
he caught one body, now get the rest please/
pulled the plug on um, let that n!gg@ in shock/
ear to the street, they say he beefin with _____/
astronaut status b-tch you know how i rock/
i should’ve hit the hoe, his baby momma an opp/
it’s a flag on the play, hold up wait b-tch stop/
that hoe that he be f-ckin, she done gave me the drop/
she told me where he be at, so we sw-ng in the spot/
we pull up then we park, hit the doe and go knock/
like it’s fourth quarter, i ain’t gone pass i’m gone f-ckin shoot it/
nike in my vains when it’s pressure i’m a just do it/
steal toe get on them pills and he get f-ckin booted/
they want fame, errbody claim that they done shot poody/
b-tch i done heard to many name, but who really did it/
like i’m jesus, tell um leave it flooded and they gone wet the city/
glock got a weewee let um pee and i ain’t talkin diddy/
i don’t smoke but that’s who, baby brother let me hit it/ (cough cough)
oh sh-t this n-gga really sticky, 3 n!gg@s and one blunt i just gotta miss it/
it’s no joke they die broke, can’t n0body fix it/
we eat beef don’t play food, we is not picky/
stop speakin on lil dex and wolph/
keep them out your mentions/
beanie seagal feel it in the air, it’s full of tension/
last n!gg@ should’ve never played, he ain’t f-ckin listen/
if you ain’t get it coming to my senses
i got one foot in the streets, but i’ll never love her/
can’t get caught up in this sh-t f-ckin without a rubber/
streets ain’t love n0body it’s a m-th-rfu-k@/
n!gg@s tellin on each other, low key undercover

- lpb poody

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