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letra de 99 bannanas - mickey diamond

[intro]
ninety-four bottles of beer on the wall
ninety-four bottles of beer
take one down, pass it around
ninety-three bottles of beer on the wall
they wanna know
it’s too early to be drinkin’, bro (diamonds)

[verse 1]
they wonder how many albums i can drop in a year
or can i really k!ll a rapper without droppin’ a tear
do i really keep a ratchet when i’m shoppin’ for gear (boom!)
was i really on the block with my peers, they wanna know
if you had to take a guess, you know the answer is “yes” (you know the answer)
took my chances with the devil, out here dancin’ with death
steve francis with the rockеt (huh?)
sunshine, fillin’ up my pockets
duckin’ one timе and court dockets for the h-ll of it
heaven-sent, b-tches say i’m arrogant (hahaha)
diamonds in the chain, livin’ elegant (what?)
forever fortune over fame, make my name live forever
lost my wifey to the game over gold-chain endeavours (f-ck)
she finally found the one, i’m thinkin’, “better late than never” (good for you)
the god never been soft spoken, that’s mason betha
better him than me, heather grey porsche carrera with the leather seats (urr)

every week i say i’ma quit smokin’ and drinkin’ (i do)
livin’ check to check and be dead broke by the weekend
white liquor lordy lookin’ sporty in the coupe
pushin’ fourty, sippin’ 40s with your shorty on the stoop, huh
[chorus]
they wanna know
they wanna know
they wanna know (yeah)
they wanna know (yo)

[verse 2]
i never change, pluckin’ my grey hair, stuck in my ways
drunk in a daze, sunk in a range, clutchin’ the gauge for dear life
f-ck makin’ minimum wage
i rather die before i be another criminal caged (f-ck that)
i got kids to raise, and at this age i can’t risk it
full of venom and rage, i can not be optimistic (b-tch!)
baby-mama drama make me wanna pop the biscuit
i’m sick of all these ungrateful b-tches (f-ck all you hoes)
rappers online poppin’ sh-t, gettin’ too big for they bridges
i’m big dangerous, n-gga, you just a little vicious
trigger finger itches, scratch your name off the list
get your lima bean split, put the pump in your mouth like it’s primatene mist (boom!)
got the block lit, billie jean, dare flee the scene, i ain’t seen sh-t
all i ever wanted was a pair of clean kicks (yeah)
a chick who like to cook, clean, and suck a mean d-ck (for real)
beams on the strap like we seal team six (boom!)
keep my names in they raps, ’cause they real need cl!ck
kamikaze-mick spit sl!ck as a oil spill
i don’t feel none of y’all, never had and never will
[outro]
they wanna know (huh?)
for real, they wanna know
what the f-ck? they wanna know
they wanna know (wake up!)

- mickey diamond

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