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letra de submission - marjorie -w.c. sinclair

[chorus: marjorie -w.c. sinclair]
smoking bubba berry, baby gone off of the molly
taking trips out to lake tahoe in the hot tub with some hotties
baby wanna spend the night and get to know me, but i’m not him
she don’t know i lost my soul, my heart is gone in place of profits

[verse 1: marjorie -w.c. sinclair]
remember oakland, back in autumn, seen my brother lose his mind
i had to cut a couple serpents out my circle for some nonsense
i still look back when we brought crazy round, that complex every night
the memory is so amazing, wouldn’t trade ’em for a dollar
i told him, “i don’t like the violence, but i promise you gon’ diе”
so i’ma let the karma k!ll him, otherwisе i got this .90
put that p-ssy on the pavement, make it shake from left to right
my girl could take it to the floor, submit your body to this mind
[chorus: marjorie -w.c. sinclair]
smoking bubba berry, baby gone off of the molly
taking trips out to lake tahoe in the hot tub with some hotties
baby wanna spend the night and get to know me, but i’m not him
she don’t know i lost my soul, my heart is gone in place of profits

[verse 2: hr double]
i’m a businessman, so you know i’m all about my business
pull up with the pack and make it disappear like a magician
baby say she like my style ’cause she can see i’m gettin’ chicken
well, i got a play that get you pape’ but it come with a interest
n-ggas say they movin’ all the way, but ain’t got no commission
plus, you boostin’ basic women, got ’em thinkin’ that they vixens
man, this sh-t ridiculous, got me thinkin’ that you really trickin’
all i do is pull up on these b-tches, say, “go get some chicken”

[verse 3: hr moni]
almost blacked out posted on a blade with my n-gga double
n-gga, look this way, some type of way, it’s gon’ be some trouble
f-ck a royal rumble
my n-ggas blowin’, turnin’ sh-t to dust
[?] a dollar, i might blow the city up
get your business up, you high and mighty, but you ain’t did enough
got my money up, stood on my worth, now they can’t get enough
you ain’t did enough, stood on my worth, now they can’t get enough
got my money up, stood on my worth, now they can’t get enough

- marjorie w c sinclair

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