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letra de tri-marriii - ​marriii3x

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[verse 1]
(marriii, marriii, marriii)
yeah
lil’ shawty broke her neck
when she see a n-gga
know he got sauce (uh, pick it up)
yeah
walk ‘round 3x
n-gga walk ‘round with a boss (marriii, marriii, marriii)
yeah, when you speaking to marriii
just know you speaking to a triple god
na, i can’t f-ck with no fake ass n-ggas
i ain’t playing with these hoe ass n-ggas and they facades (naw)
[verse 2]
gold on my neck, look like tut (ok)
please, can you tell me do it look like i give a f-ck? (f-ck no)
it might take a lil’ time, but i’m still gone run it up
and if you wanna taste the top, you gotta play the runner-up (ok, already)
she got gushy-gushy, rocking double g’s on her belt (ah, ah, ah)
swimming in her uh-
now she call me marriii phelps
i can’t do no old friends, or no old hoes (no, no)
don’t you know going to the past is a no, no?

[verse 3]
ion give a f-ck what these n-ggas talking ‘bout (uh uh)
ion give a f-ck how many cars a n-gga got (let’s go)
ion give a f-ck how many pills a n-gga pop (bop)
n-gga big bad wolf, till they get popped (bop, bop, bop)
touching on these different ‘cotics, got me on another plane (uhh)
i been feeling astral n-gga, never feeling plain
n-ggas out here p-ssy, n-ggas is actually lame
n-ggas not on nun’ that bullsh-t that they claim
they do it for the fame, they do it for acclaims
they do it for the glory, n-gga do it for the uh
gotta know this sh-t get deeper than rap
if you really want it, then you gotta beat it out
i can show you n-ggas, how to read the map
i can show you n-ggas, how to be the cap
you just gotta adapt, i ain’t giving daps
(might get a elbow though)
f-ck them n-ggas, give ‘em hard tax
shawty wanna up the mileage
what’s yo’ carfax?
in a h-llcat burning, know you see them car tracks
need some tide for these hunnids’
i can’t lie, a n-gga never get tired of counting money
bad hoes in my dm’s, they just keep on coming
barely put it in, why she keep on running?
this is just my gummy, ohhaha (gimme ‘dat)
just to hold my pain in
i think everything is funny (syea)
the good, the bad, the ugly
bouncing on the d-ck like a bunny (tre)
bouncing on the d-ck like she love me
way lil’ shawty ride, think she tryn’ take some from me (syea)
walk ‘round with my nuts out n-gga
do it like it’s nothing (tre) (syea)
uh, stick on me heavy n-gga, f-ck i look like running?
huh, f-ck i look like running n-gga? (go)
[outro]
(tre) yeah
lil’ shawty broke her neck when she see n-gga
know he got the sauce
(marriii, marriii, marriii)

- marriii3x

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