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letra de bling blaow - nef the pharaoh

[intro: nef the pharaoh]
still smokin’ this fat woods
(wrigh wright wright wright)

[verse 1: nef the pharaoh]
b-tch look at my motherf-ckin’ neck (at my neck)
she see me in the traffic and she wrecked
these rapper n-gg-s want some money come stretch
make one false move and get left (pow pow pow)
you was pc’d up with no rec time
while i was at the bank like is check time (get money)
chang the barber, b-tch i cut every line
karo’ing nerds, its cut every time
you p-ssy boys smell like h-lla period
with the gold plated chains you can’t be serious (what the f-ck)
fake thugs don’t put no fear in us
the only one i fear ain’t here with us, god
icy neck full of rocks, b-tch i wear what made the t-tanic stop
where was you at when we was gettin’ on cops
from tryna stop n-gg-s from tryna cop that glittery sh-t

[chorus: nef the pharaoh]
look at my neck bling blaow (woah)
look at my neck bling blaow, blindin’ (woah)
look at my neck bling blaow (woah)
look at my neck bling blaow, shinin’ (woah)
look at my neck bling blaow (woah)
look at my neck bling blaow, blindin’ (woah)
look at my neck bling blaow (woah)
look at my neck bling blaow, shinin’ (woah)

[verse 2: slimmy b & nef the pharaoh]
why your bottom b-tch got a n-gg- a neck froze? (drownin’)
diamonds changin’ colors like a gecko
bling-blaow, v.v.s make my chest glow
fake n-gg-, snake n-gg-, thuggin’ let that tec go
run up with that bullsh-t, now all his chest gone
for a long time, i was the same n-gg- slept on
950 yeezys, broke b-tches get stepped on
and for my n-gg- chang chang, i let that tec blow
real north n-gg-, never been a dork n-gg-
why fonk with y’all? you the type to go to court, n-gg-
f-ck a honda civic i’m a droptop porsche n-gg-
four, five heatstick bounce out and torch n-gg-s
sob, b-tch if you ain’t gang don’t pr-nounce it
jiggin’ for them ps, n-gg- we don’t flip ounces
it’s money over here, broke b-tch don’t come around us
diamonds like water, i got a young n-gg- drownin’

[verse 3: nef the pharaoh]
shinin’ like a crystal ball, i’m finna break dance
n-gg- touch me? he won’t make it
where your diamonds at? i cannot see ’em in the dark
you a sharpie, it ain’t a compliment, i’m callin’ you a mark
dipped in b-tter, all the hoes flutter
my neck is on (wow), your neck is on (shut up)
you the type of n-gg- that scared of the diamond tester
and i’m the type of the n-gg- that f-ck your b-tch off in the tesla
i’ma sick wid it soldier, neffy took over
you got your jewellery from the middle of the mall, i see you post
it go twinkle-twinkle, punk -ss star (punk -ss star)
how come your diamonds don’t hit that hard?
my sh-t hit like a pimp on his broad
my sh-t hit like b-ss in the car
she tryin’ to race to the car, made her give me face in the car
i don’t need a flashlight, i use my chain in the dark (whoa)

- nef the pharaoh

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