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letra de undercover - nascar aloe

[intro]
give sloppy, whip a maserati, ayy
yeah, she want me but she just a thotty (thot)
whip the audi, b-tch you sit in car seat, ayy
nascar aloe aka i see they they cop—cop—cop—

[chorus]
jun takahashi, i’m hot like taki (thatboyslim)
b-tch i feel like carti, i keep the glocky
shootas on the roof on my walkie talkie
kickin’ with your boo, now she call me papi
jun takahashi, i’m hot like taki
b-tch i feel like carti, i keep the glocky
shootas on the roof on my walkie talkie
kickin’ with your boo, now she call me papi

[verse]
give sloppy, whip a maserati, ayy
yeah, she want me but she just a thotty (thot)
whip the audi, b-tch you sit in car seat, ayy
nascar aloe aka i see they they copy, ayy
they be like “nascar, you the boss tho”, blew my [?]
aka young crawford, you might get crossed off
i ain’t with talk, bruh, shoot at your partner
and your baby blow my phone up, i need a charger
[bridge]
undercover madman, but i still rock the sov
motherf-ck the tag, man, i carry too much celery
i just took your main b-tch, ya dig homie? c’est la vie
not talking ’bout the guap, baby, know i keep a k on me
undercover madman, but i still rock the sov
motherf-ck the tag, man, i carry too much celery
i just took your main b-tch, ya dig homie? c’est la vie
not talking ’bout the guap, baby, know i keep a k on me

[chorus]
jun takahashi, i’m hot like taki
b-tch i feel like carti, i keep the glocky
shootas on the roof on my walkie talkie
kickin’ with your boo, now she call me papi
jun takahashi, i’m hot like taki
b-tch i feel like carti, i keep the glocky
shootas on the roof on my walkie talkie
kickin’ with your boo, now she call me papi

[outro]
jun takahasi, jun takahashi
jun takahasi, jun takahashi
jun takahasi, jun takahashi
jun takahasi, jun takahashi (thatboyslim)

- nascar aloe

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