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letra de no games - mylo (uk)

[chorus]
what do you think i’ve got tucked in this big pouch?
how many n-ggas got touched for their big mouth?
i go on glides with my bro when he has beef
you see this new ting barks with some mad t–th
so when i pass you the stick, it’s no guitar
come like big whoppers, operation for my hitta
when i’m in a hoopty cutting past, they shiver
hanging out the passy, bout to burst this n-gga

[verse 1]
pour me some au, i’m a bait yute
i had to go and get it in, i couldn’t make do
i had to make dough, link up and ko
pulling out whoppers at oppers who came close
they woulda got bun but this ain’t london
i swear everyone aggy where i come from
see a ton-ton, blow it up in big chunks
big bells, i’ma get feely with the big pump
pass me the spinnеr my k!lly, it’s looking dinnertime
i couldn’t care if thеy seen me, i live a sinner’s life
i robbed a nina of food before i billed my line
and if my n-gga crossed the line, i had to cut my guy
i never cried over spilt milk, i laugh when i spill sh-t
life of a goon, i gun buck man with steel sh-t
real sh-t, get banana clipping and peel sh-t
big bells rip through your belly, make you feel sh-t
[chorus]
what do you think i’ve got tucked in this big pouch?
how many n-ggas got touched for their big mouth?
i go on glides with my bro when he has beef
you see this new ting barks with some mad t–th
so when i pass you the stick, it’s no guitar
come like big whoppers, operation for my hitta
when i’m in a hoopty cutting past, they shiver
hanging out the passy, bout to burst this n-gga

[verse 2]
i’m a star in the movie like dicaprio
i do the most in the mazza when my stack is low
real hittas love me, we’re compatible
i boot the door down and i’m taxing loads
i told my bro “come link me without your iphone
and get your dead drip ready cause it might go”
try know i got a drop on an opp boy
so we gonna go glide on an opp boy
drive-by in the night when we lurking
i swear he touched one of mine, i’ma hurt him
lockdown after ten don’t concern him
me and my hittas lurked till we burst him
i been bad from kway, way back then
i used to want a glock, now i want a mac-10
baby wanna come up rock, she f-ck with the accent
said she wants to give a man tops in the radisson
[chorus]
what do you think i’ve got tucked in this big pouch?
how many n-ggas got touched for their big mouth?
i go on glides with my bro when he has beef
you see this new ting barks with some mad t–th
so when i pass you the stick, it’s no guitar
come like big whoppers, operation for my hitta
when i’m in a hoopty cutting past, they shiver
hanging out the passy, bout to burst this n-gga

- mylo uk

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