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letra de nyc to africa - mikeyocho

(intro)
ocho ocho ocho
ocho, ocho ocho ocho
king of this afro sh-t
wrda my mother, i’m the king of this african sh-t, stop playin’ wit me

(verse)
i-i got no money, sike, i’m an actor
bullets so hot, make em’ call me a raptor
g on the waist, lookin’ just like a rapper
we goin’ on top, like the top of a ladder
he wasn’t there, but he there when it’s sunny
bro, he got no gun, he a professional lacker
got a lil’ thot, she be fiendin’ to f-ck me
and she let me put in the neck, i’m a backtor
takin’ that risk, like i’d jump off a cliff
we gon’ hang that boy up, like i’m hangin’ a stocking
i-i am not kodak, but i’ma keep flockin’
boy, i’m a civilian, why would i dip?
but i’m just like a lolli, cuz i’m always lit
bеtter get on ya knees and come gimmе some noggin
dressed like a pizza, cause i want some toppings
bro, i get the b-tches, the f-ck is a rizz?
ran up on him, he was talkin’ on bro
you know what? f-ck it, he could get smoked like a nic
the waiter was there, and i ordered some money
be workin’ too hard, so i can’t give a tip
i-i do not smoke, but i know that i’m high
do not run up on me, and you know i’ma blam em’
call me the sh-t, n-gga just like a pamper
i just took over sev, n-gga look he got cancer
got em’ he p-ssy, he turned to a dancer
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and my glock is so hot, n-gga hotter than tampa

- mikeyocho

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