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letra de boogie woogie [alt ver.] - natsu fuji

[intro: pe$o pete]
yeah

[chorus: pe$o pete & shofu]
never been one for the b-tch out
shofu wanna’ rap too, might have to switch out (ooh)
no sound, finna’ make a move, we don’t get caught
choppa’ make him stand up, n-gga wanna’ sit down (brrah!)
red dot really do a lot, finna’ hit clowns
hundred round drum, either die or you get downed
shoota’ got a big glock, no missed shots
spin around, hit him in the head, no trickshot (yeah)
yo’ b-tch eatin’ my d-ck wit’ a big mouth
ain’t talkin’ lightin’ up a torch when the stick out (f-ckin’ thot)
freaky ass b-tch wanna’ pull a n-gga d-ck out
broke ass b-tch wanna’ pull a n-gga check out
middle finger f-ck you, pig let my kin out
i’mma have to keep sh-t pushing ’til they get out
rat n-gga, snake n-ggas, i sniff out
bad lil’ white b-tch, no get out

[verse 1: pe$o pete & shofu]
blunt full of za, i’m two and three geeked
impel, marineford, this is a threepeat (oh my god, aye!)
tweet big talk, but he don’t wanna’ meet me
first thing he saw is the steel, no dap, no greeting (fah-fah!)
i’m just deleting, he is conceding
probably bleeding, uh
c-d, used to have c-d’s
now my m-p-3’s, makin’ me three g’s, uh
see me, he cannot see me
i’m movin’ light speed, faster than blinking, uh (for real)
sprayin’ his block like splatoon, i’m a inkling
pe$o and shofu, bro’, what was you thinking?
chop’ blast a hole through his smile, now he chingling
[verse 2: shofu & pe$o pete]
nina go “bang! bang!” (gang, gang)
all of my n-ggas, we all on the same page
free all my bro’s in the chain gang (uh-huh)
n-gga, i got no time for no b-tch or no plain jane
i need my pockets on my weight gain (skrrt!)
n-ggas sweeter than chocolate, but i need my m’s
they be askin’ ’bout “how?” i be talkin’ ’bout “when?”
brand new choppa’, that b-tch got a lens
i be out makin’ money, i’m not makin’ friends (nah)
i’m makin’ moves, i do not make amends
n-ggas be talkin’, man, i don’t be walkin’
i pull off the lot and i swerve in the benz
that boy keep talkin’? we breakin’ his legs (d-mn’, for real? d-mn’, for real?)

[chorus: pe$o pete & shofu]
never been one for the b-tch out
shofu wanna’ rap too, might have to switch out
no sound, finna’ make a move, we don’t get caught
choppa’ make him stand up, n-gga wanna’ sit down (huh?)
red dot really do a lot, finna’ hit clowns
hundred round drum, either die or you get downed (aye)
shoota’ got a big glock, no missed shots
spin around, hit him in the head, no trickshot
yo’ b-tch eatin’ my d-ck wit’ a big mouth
ain’t talkin’ lightin’ up a torch when the stick out
freaky ass b-tch wanna’ pull a n-gga d-ck out
broke ass b-tch wanna’ pull a n-gga check out
middle finger f-ck you, pig let my kin out
i’mma have to keep sh-t pushing ’til they get out
rat n-gga, snake n-ggas, i sniff out
bad lil’ white b-tch, no get out
[watermark: pe$o pete & [?]]
shiny pack! (-shiny pokémon sparkle-)

[verse 3: pe$o pete]
why cypher gang got them stressin’?
pe$o and shofu like shanks and benn beckman (p-ssy)
f-ck a new b-tch, k!ll a beat, that’s my checklist
came from the mud like the place where shrek live (idiot)
dub-d-f-a, please do not disrespect it
call a rapper dead ’cause he dead, like red sh-t
money keep comin’ in, can’t stop flexin’
doubled up the tracklist, fans stop pressin’

[outro: pe$o pete]
b-tch!
heh, okay
you know you f-ckin’ mad, bruh

- natsu fuji

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