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letra de bo jackson - luckysha

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(intro)
go ham in the comments
you do you you lil f-ck boy, i know you’re just doing what’s common
come on, feel so good to be me

(verse 1)
feel good to be free
blast off, five b’s deep, i’m feeling fly as a geese
who’s riding with me, two seater, only room for a baddie and me
that’s my engine, i’m belting till i’m belting
lil baby bring that bum, gimme some
i’m belting that ass then brush you off like felton
i know you felt that one, some of, scratch that, all y’all n-ggas h-lla redun-don-dant
boss level coming up
surprised you made it
fear me like fe fi fo fum
ayy ayy
y’all n-ggas ain’t sh-t
rich paul with it, secure the bag for my team then dip
salsa me some red, y’all ready know i’m privy to candy flip
down it go the hatch it’s gone
sip with a passion like how long the love drawn
then off the next, get the p-ssy all wet
i’m a n-gga so you know i drown, ayy

(chorus)
run it up, ayy, run it up, ayy, run it up, ayy
i’m just tryna get a couple hunnid bucks, and your honey’s b-tt
(can you hear me?) aiight i’mma keep it blunt
you n-ggas got nun on us, nun on us, boy that’s tuff
i been the that n-gga since before i tried to
and i’ll make you flip yo sh-t like white boys’ waffles
(verse 2)
i said
ain’t got time for no hoe
just tryna get high with the bros
cop a couple k9s n some woods
spark the big bark
miss the dog days with the boys
ain’t no p-ssy sh-t unless it’s under the sheets
act p-ssy boy, leave you laying under sheets
aiight not really, but for sure godd-mn easily beat like your meat to asian street
everyfield like bo jack, every pill makes my voice ho-rs-, i’m bojack
yeah n-gga i wrote that
stashed ten grams in my coat jacket
lil roach thought she could have that
issa big poke with my lower staff
horror graphic the more attractive
sorry i can’t hold back
slim shady taught me to play with my food
so in your case, i’ll pass you on to my hood
good grief, i been reaping what i sowed
but a lowlife like me don’t know defeat
only good keef which gimme
transient thoughts lead her to transit stop
ain’t never a thot near an uber i bought, vroom!

(chorus)
run it up, ayy, run it up, ayy, run it up, ayy
i’m just tryna get a couple hunnid bucks, and your honey’s b-tt
(can you hear me?) aiight i’mma keep it blunt
you n-ggas got nun on us, nun on us, boy that’s tuff
i been the that n-gga since before i tried to
and i’ll make you flip yo sh-t like white ghost cried “boo!”

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