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letra de hublot - lud foe

[intro]
(kidwonder you made this beat? dang!)
skr, skr, skr
gang

[chorus]
i’m the freshest n-gga you know, shop at the hublot
switchin’ lanes in a two door, gettin’ head from my new hoe
i hit the game with low blow now everybody know
i can break the sh-t down or i can sell it to you whole
i came from nothing else stuntin’ my pockets will be blue hunnids
[?]
servin’ all these junkies, man i can’t get no sleep for nothin’
i put a price on your head, you dead n-gga, where the numbers?

[verse 1]
[?]
got two b-tches in the bed, they did whatеver i wanted
put this beam on your hеad boy, it’s red, boy ain’t no runnin’
n-gga snitch to the feds, they scared, they know how we comin’
[?]
i’m always trappin’, i be juugin’, i probably sold you a onion
i’m on the road doing shows, i’m travellin’ everywhere in the country
all my n-ggas they drill, get k!lled [?]
wanna be a boss, gotta take a loss get a b-tch, make her take off i just wanna one night with her (wah wah)
n-gga, use your head before we knock it off
n-gga super soft like the seats of my f-ckin’ two seater
i just wanna hunnid million so i can buy a hunnid building
stack the money to touch every ceiling
she say, she in love with me, she ain’t know i ain’t got no feeling
[chorus]
i’m the freshest n-gga you know, shop at the hublot
switchin’ lanes in a two door, gettin’ head from my new hoe
i hit the game with low blow now everybody know
i can break the sh-t down or i can sell it to you whole
i came from nothing else stuntin’ my pockets will be blue hunnids
[?]
servin’ all these junkies, man i can’t get no sleep for nothin’
i put a price on your head, you dead n-gga, where the numbers?

[verse 2]
these n-ggas tried to stop my grind, my shine, my shine
[?]
my new b-tch, she a diva, she finer than a wine
and when i get the money, i spend it, it’s mine
on the corner, sippin’ dimes and totin’ on 9
you think you can f-ck with me? you must be outta ya mind
committed crimes, i did that million times
and now i’m on business [?]
and i don’t want that b-tch, she wastin’ my time
she steady blowin’ my phone, i’m pressin’ decline
and if the police sn-tch me up, i’m not droppin’ them dimes
i started from the bottom, i don’t wanna count
n-gga, just give me a reason (a reason)
these n-ggas change like seasons (like seasons)
these diamonds on me gleamin’ (yeah, they gleamin’)
i got the b-tches screamin’, they screamin’ (screamin’)
[chorus]
i’m the freshest n-gga you know, shop at the hublot
switchin’ lanes in a two door, gettin’ head from my new hoe
i hit the game with low blow now everybody know
i can break the sh-t down or i can sell it to you whole
i came from nothing else stuntin’ my pockets will be blue hunnids
[?]
servin’ all these junkies, man i can’t get no sleep for nothin’
i put a price on your head, you dead n-gga, where the numbers?

- lud foe

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