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letra de talk shit - makdoom

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i’m not a rapper

but lookin like i just left the grammys

snapback on backwards

while sippin champagne and poppin xannies

i like em thick in the panties, gotta nose fulla candy

i’m smokin cali, can’t go there cus i’m too pakistani

she call me danny or daddy

pull up in lincoln or caddy

my rims are probably gigantic

i’m swervin, oh so erratic

got screens droppin

i lean often
my jeans joggers

high beams, fog lights

i need all em, i’m fulla darkness

i’m seeing monsters

i wake up like it was just a dream

i pray to god but, lately i get reply from demons

is this the life that i’m given

or the life that i chose

all i think about is women

talk sh-t, mouth fulla gold

(yea)
talk sh-t, mouth fulla gold

all i think about is womеn

talk sh-t, mouth fulla gold

(yea, yea)
talk sh-t, mouth fulla gold

all i think about is women

talk sh-t, mouth fulla gold

i’m not a rappеr, but really i think i’m bout that life

f-ck random b-tches and lately been mixin purple sprite

i chop n screw up my inhibitions like every night

don’t f-ck with n0body, off the liqour i ain’t polite

u knew me when we were children

i’ve changed entirely

now i’m the type of brother

who kick with hierarchy

ya this the higher me

this is the higher me

now i just get that work

but they don’t hire me

feeling like no one can stop us

cus we got doe in the pocket

don’t really like to remember

so i’ma drink till i’m noxious

another weekend

another nail in the coffin

into the deep end

another wave i be droppin

another wave, ya

another rave, ya

another day

i’m headin off to my grave, ya

ciroc is my favorite drank

and i go hard in the paint

move over when i’m in the lane

digital dash goin insane

digital dash goin insane

digital dash goin insane

ciroc is my favorite drank

and i go hard in the paint

move over when i’m in the lane

digital dash goin insane

used to talk sh-t, we were young

now look just what i’ve become

mom’s don’t recognize her own son

even if i could i wouldn’t run

even if i could i wouldn’t run

even if i could i wouldn’t run

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS

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