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letra de fa sho doe - lunacie

came in solo, left with a ho doe
i’mma live forever i ain’t never said yolo
she ain’t got -ss but she give a n-gga dough though
she said she want a ring i said b-tch i ain’t frodo
drunk off my -ss boy i don’t need no mo
drank got the whole world movin in slo mo
baby girl go doe, i like the way she look but
f-ck baby girl she dull like an instagram photo
i’m something like d-lo
cause i don’t give a f-ck about no ho
no ho, you already know doe
i f-cks wit my n-ggas, n-gga no h0m-
show full of b-tches, n-gga no promo

[track break]
hold on… wait..

hold on, hold on, the flow go doe doe, the fo-fo bow doe
g*nius with the green, n-gga mojo jojo
dome so loco, my phone on low doe
don’t wanna hear it ring n-gga, oh no to-to
we ain’t in kansas no mo, j-panese kotos
bling bling bling n-gga arigato domo, donkey kong bolos
stone cold choke hold, ding ding ding n-gga
had to let a n-gga know doe
n-gga tried to flash on ya boy, tried to showboat
i put the sword on his shoulder, made the n-gga n0ble
then i chopped his legs off and now the boy ain’t mobile
f-cked around a n-gga got played like an oboe
i can’t make it big if a n-gga stay local
so i be everywhere yea a n-gga stay global
but i don’t like n-ggas so a n-gga ain’t social
hoes on my d-ck like a pogo
draggin on my d-ck like the dog walking trick with the yo-yo
draggin on my d-ck like kamoto
draggin on my d-ck like the d-mn mortal kombat logo
when i hit the dance floor a n-gga go robo
i g-o-o, o-o-o-o
b-tch i make hit’s i think i’m yoko ono
but i don’t like to share b-tch i think i’m sonny bono
buy one get one, n-gga bogo
freshout music i’m a hip-hop mogul
i talk to the crowd when a n-gga got a show doe
sh-t it’s hot as f-ck in here, why you got a coat on
you don’t even know though
you ain’t got no money and you probably drive a volvo
my sweat smell like ralph lauren polo, (ha)
i’m just playing with you, roll on
if i’m michael jackson then them other n-ggas bobo
a room fulla clowns man i swear i saw a bozo
a room fulla bums man i swear i saw a hobo
yo serving n-ggas like togo’s
i stabbed him in the neck and now the boy got a throat hole
check it, but he don’t even smoke tho
i popped him in the side and made him “lean like a cholo”
made him dance like a go-go
f-ck boy soft like a creme filled ho-ho
i keep three girls like santa, ho-ho-ho
two to give me head and one head to write my flows on
check it, from the town to the sco ho
down to san jo all the way to acapulco
b-tch i rep the bay like too short and e-4-0
but i’ma a luney n-gga, broke hoes is a no no
but i still let em go low
b-lls big and brown like a hot cup of cocoa

[track break]
wait, ok, i’m on..

yo she yellow like cletus, the slack jawed yokel
i put em in her throat and told the swedish broad yodel
freshout music, we kick it like a dojo
i’ll hit you with the beam b-tch i think i’m hon solo
everybody know lune, i’m a bad m–f-
in my c0ke white nikes running from the po-po
“go go, gadget”, calico oh no
popped that boy he was sweeter than a rolo
yeah i carry heat but i’m colder than a snow cone
cold as eskimo noses, colder than a snow globe
i could read a n-gga like the magazine ozone
soul calibur, i’m nightmare you voldo
(ha), who said lune wasn’t dope yo
ripped every song that a n-gga ever flowed on
burned every page that a n-gga ever wrote on
naw they won’t admit it, i’m the tightest from the o doe

yep, get it? get it? get it, based b-ss base, yankin yankin yankin…

[talking at the end]
yeah you already know ho, this lune reppin freshout, f-o though
(you know what i’m saying, all that sh-t)
goin crazy crazy, no k-ci and jojo
lookin for a badd b-tch, not no quasimoto in a kimono
(you know what i’m saying)
my sh-t dope though, yo sh-t so-so
i don’t give a f-ck man i could do this sh-t all day
next track man f-ck this sh-t.. lunacieeeeeeee

- lunacie

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