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letra de polka dots - mostdopeart

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(yeah, yeah)
(yeah)
(yeah, yeah)
(yeah)

polka dot face got an h on my wrist…
(yeah)

(hook)
polka dot face got an h on my wrist
always out of town n-ggas call up my b-tch
young gunna gunna, got an uzi on fix
bad b-tch with me, she goin end up in the six
yeah, this sh-t is fugazy, sh-t is fugazy
she want a lil baby, want a mercedes, yeah
pushing 280, yeah, drive like i’m baby
(x2)

verse : mostdope
woah
i ain’t goin tolerate none of this sh-t any longer
i took some time just to work on myself
i’m getting bigger and stronger
no more chilling at the corner
now we smoking high grade marijuana
made it out my momma crib
now i’m doing whatever, whenever i wanna
gold on my neck let a young n-gga shine
i grind every tick of the time
independent, i already made up my mind
i see them dots i don’t sign
flexing cause i got an inch of my time
i’m optimus all in his prime
third eye for these snakes
don’t f-ck with no fake
only real i recognize (yeah)
i’m with the gang
if you not gang, then you cannot hang
going 0-100 with the gang
real quick, real sh-t

(hook)
polka dot face got an itch on my wrist
always out of town n-ggas call up my b-tch
young gunna gunna, got an uzi on fix
bad b-tch with me, she goin end up in the six
yeah, this sh-t is fugazy, sh-t is fugazy
she want a lil baby, want a mercedes, yeah
pushing 280, yeah, drive like i’m (…)
(x2)

verse 2 : march-lla
i was in debt (yeah)
couldn’t escape (yeah)
caught an offence
now i got feds (yeah)
all in my crib (yeah)
front of my b-tch
i’m getting p-ssed (uh)
call up my dawg (yeah)
i caught the charge
can’t pay the bond (oou)
daily response, f-ck up a comma

it was funny man, it as funny man
n-ggas plotting, n-ggas had some plans
talking behind my back, ain’t looking back
surprisin’ momma with some rubber bands
give her eighty thousand, she ain’t even ask
focused i ain’t never falling back
all my problems n-gga, i been solving that
but i love me women from the cul-de-sac
i just tag a lil b-tch, bag a lil b-tch
eatin’ liezel
eatin’ lorraine
call up my cell
i been evasive
i was on key
they be on basic
polka dot face
thinking loretta
polka dot jeans
thinking marcella

(she want a lil baby)
(wanna a mercedes) (yeah)

(hook)
polka dot face got an h on my wrist
always out of town n-ggas call up my b-tch
young gunna gunna, got an uzi on fix
bad b-tch with me, she goin end up in the six
yeah, this sh-t is fugazy, sh-t is fugazy
she want a lil baby, want a mercedes, yeah
pushing 280, yeah, drive like i’m baby
(x2)

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