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letra de quiet time - black cobain

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hold up, let me roll up
in other words, b-tch, shut up
my ear drums on real low
i’d rather listen to the wind blow
them haters talking from outside
so i’m soundproof in my windows
tired of hearing this bullsh-t
mind open, ears closed
i’m with big dogs, when feds come they hush puppies
like shh, they got big guns with silencers
that small sound like pssh, don’t break the code of silence
don’t break the code of silence
i heard this from my og, i know, don’t break the code of silence
that blunt loud so you still hear me even though them speakers on low
i’m winning at a high rate, you n-gg-s on the down low
her -ss fat, but i got a girl so we keep it on the down low
like turn around, head down, face in the pillow
she kissed the d-ck and her lips slide
them n-gg-s see me, they lips slide
my words keeping, my lips lie
you sleeping on me, n-gg- keep dreaming
let’s wash your tongue with that money, baby
be dream scene and sip codeine, we deep sleepers, now do it

all this loud over here, i need some quiet time
gimme quiet time, gimme, gimme quiet time
i swear to god that b-tch caught me like a goddess on
gimme quiet time, gimme, gimme quiet time
gimme quiet time, gimme, gimme quiet time
gimme quiet time, gimme, gimme quiet time
gimme quiet time, gimme, gimme quiet time
gimme quiet time

gimme quiet time, gimme, gimme quiet time
when i’m not in a studio, that’s our time
when i shine, you shine, we shine
anytime, every time skip town just to chase the weather
smoking finer leaf all in this b-tch
reminisce when i first tongue-kissed caprice
it’s out jump out days, man, f-ck release
that’s 3.5 in my bank with ease, hey
my uncle ricky got not, my lil’ cuz’ think she can sling dough
no way, now they diamonds got dropped
mad n-gg- got this little at his door
you a donut lover, f-ck man, i’m guessing, but we f-cking, danny glover
wait, consequences right there, i heard nothing ain’t fair
now let me smoke my weed, f-ck these hoes, get my n-gg- out the streets
and let me smoke my weed, get this money and a couple currencies
we need no seats, i keep the backwards lit
yeah, my n-gg- tokyo daimo, n-gg- back on this morphine sh-t
i heard real n-gg-s do real things
yeah, real crowns for real kings

all this loud over here, i need some quiet time
gimme quiet time, gimme, gimme quiet time
i swear to god that b-tch caught me like a goddess on
gimme quiet time, gimme, gimme quiet time
gimme quiet time, gimme, gimme quiet time
gimme quiet time, gimme, gimme quiet time
gimme quiet time, gimme, gimme quiet time
gimme quiet time

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