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letra de la vida loca - nasty c

[intro]
yeah, ayy-ayy
yeah, ayy-ayy
yeah, ayy-ayy
yeah, ayy-ayy

[chorus]
tell my city i’ll be back in no time
i got money pulling me from both sides, no lie (no lie)
i been running digits up the whole time
i been getting neck, she call me “bowtie”, no lie (no lie)
living la vida loca (la vida loca)
naked b-tches sitting at the pool say “aloha” (aloha)
and i don’t want no co-sign, that’s that sh-t i don’t like
b-tch, i feel like sosa (sosa)

tell my city i’ll be back in no time
i got money pulling me from both sides, no lie (no lie)
i been running digits up the whole time
i been getting neck, she call me “bowtie”, no lie (no lie)
living la vida loca (la vida loca)
naked b-tches sitting at the pool say “aloha” (aloha)
and i don’t want no co-sign, that’s that sh-t i don’t like
b-tch, i feel like sosa (sosa)

[verse]
halfway down my cup, i get that numb feeling (yeah)
she give me the kitty, i go dumb in it (yeah)
after that you know, i let my cubs hit it
if the homies can’t get nothing, ain’t no fun in it (yeah)
i got people telling me i sold out (sold out)
but lately every second feel like showtime (showtime)
mama told me, “son, you need to slow down”
but hunnids tellin’ me to pay her no mind

[bridge]
get to the racks
f-ck the bullsh-t and get to the racks
get to the facts
blood on my shoes, they bleed on the mat
grew up too fast
had to be a man, had to get me a sack
we were down bad
i knew i couldn’t live like that
get to the racks
f-ck the bullsh-t and get to the racks
get to the facts
blood on my shoes, they bleed on the mat
grew up too fast (yeah)
had to be a man, had to get me a sack
we were down bad
i knew i couldn’t live like that

[instrumental outro]

- nasty c

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