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letra de toxic - mango foo

[intro: offset]
ricky racks
l-l-lit gang
hey

[chorus: offset]
smoking on cookie, it’s toxic (argh)
cash in and make a deposit (woo)
pullin’ up in the tourette (ooh)
sippin’ on activ’, b-tches start wildin’ (woo!)
wake up, i stretch up in my mansion (woo)
i did my p-ssion, didn’t go to college (no)
the atlantis sit on my necklace (ayy, ayy, ayy)
i don’t do flexin’, shorty come dive in
smokin’ on cookie, it’s toxic (cookie)
cash in and make a deposit (woo)
pullin’ up in the tourette (woo, woo, woo, woo)
sippin’ on activ’, b-tches start wildin’ (hey)
wake up, i stretch up in my mansion (hey)
i did my p-ssion, didn’t go to college (yeah)
the atlantis sit on my necklace (agh)
i don’t do flexin’, shorty come dive in (agh, flex)

[verse 1: mango foo]
smokin’ on cookie like toxic (toxic)
i beat the block down like i was boxin’ (beat the block)
all them big bills on me like i’m cosby (bills)
henny talk and my pockets, it be poppin’ sh-t
got a whole lot of diamonds in my watch and sh-t (watch and sh-t)
i pull up, no valet, i park this sh-t (i park this sh-t)
i got a b-tch out in l.a., she crippin’ it (crippin’ it)
turned a fifty to a hundred, i’m flippin’ it
i hang around a lot of gangsters and savages (savages)
seventy thousand on me, that is not average
cookie bag sealed, this is not cabbages (not cabbages)
your sh-t get jacked for real, you n-ggas is panickin’
water ice on my neck is a cooler (cooler)
n-ggas shot dead, who is the shooter? (the shooter)
in a drop, playin’ ’round with the ruger (skrt, skrt)
if a n-gga in the way, i come move him (move him)
i pulled up in it and they thought it was stolen (stolen)
my wrist is a lake, my neck is a ocean
my cup is dirty and i’m sippin’ on potion (on potion)
i’m talkin’ the cap back ’cause you owed me
baguette in a knapsack and it’s loaded (knapsack)
we walkin’ straight through the back ’cause we holdin’
on my neck is an ice attack, you can’t focus (ice attack)
i’ll put one in your snapback and you know it

[verse 2: offset]
h-lluva wrist (h-lluva)
h-lluva b-tches on d-ck (b-tch)
tell ’em baguettes on the fist (baguettes)
tell her i’m really the sh-t (agh)
i was the one in the pen (hey)
f-ck it, i did what i did (f-ck it)
and i stay with revolvers, n-gga (bow)
i was 17, caught with the sig (woo)
eat up the dab, you dig (eat it up)
i beat a trial, i did (hey)
pasta lobster, eat with proper etiquette, yeah (woo, woo, woo, woo)
walkin’ on margielas, saint laurent my kids (ooh ooh)
i’m too rich to be dealin’ with a petty b-tch (b-tch)
these two clips get to hittin’, hundred round drum don’t miss (brr, brr, brr, brr)
i put up the cell, then bought the n-gga
he got out on bail, who shot the n-gga? (who?)
walk in the crib, it’s a powerful picture
this b-tch is a mall, i can’t find my n-ggas (where?)
two hundred mill on my mind, lil’ n-gga
bentley mulsanne, hit the blind on n-ggas (hey)

- mango foo

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