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letra de ignorant shit - nine and dex

[intro]
better ease off the gas fool
(nineone)
we seem to be defying gravity my man
(omelette du fromage)
the car is on fire player

[verse 1: nineoneshots]
parking’s hard ’cause the wrangler’s wide (woo)
tv screens on the seats inside like pimp my ride
tell her come jump in the left hand side (enchante)
speakers bang when i run this line
i didn’t mean s-x when i bump and grind
i said i’d call back when i can, i lied

[verse 2: handsome dexter]
a slammеd down whip’s an amazing thing (perfect)
i like ignorant sh-t
thе rims on my c320 spin
tell her move up when her friend jumps in
merengue plays while i drive and sing
they couldn’t find him so they fried his kin
the wap shook rocks off a diamond ring

[verse 3: nineoneshots]
snake in my boot like woody (bow)
i mean the piece is longer than usual
i might pop holes in her boyfriends hoody
i bust shots on the move like weight
cash in the frame of an eighteen plate
locked up green, that’s a garden gate
lost his stash couldn’t call his boys
and the bells went blank ’cause the charger’s fake
[verse 4: handsome dexter]
hooked on the booty, they’re calling me captain
i’m back in the cut with the cutlass trapped in
pirate shipped him, i boxed and packed him
leaving his eyes iced up, i patched him
force of a pimp
lean when i walk ’cause i walk with a limp
rings on the fingers
piece on the wrist
the bbs rims cost more than the links

[verse 5: nineoneshots]
knock knock b-tch, it’s mr kick doors in
the jacked up raptor, had to sink claws in
the strap kicks back so if the shots miss
then the full fat fist will wish you good morning
in the blood district crip walking
caught him at lunch and they knife and fork him
talking the loudest they bottle and cork him
the custom plates got me looking important (yessir)

[verse 6: handsome dexter]
i’m in a custom whip
custom wrap with a custom grip on a custom stick
suck my d-ck (b-tch)
see success and they switch up quick
they didn’t have time when i didn’t have sh-t
quick lil flex and i dust and dip
[verse 7: nineoneshots]
cuffed up, no incarceration
cute smile and she half jamaican
wrapped up ’cause the links are cold
i’m iced out got the sheiks as-salamu alayk-m
sweet talk imma marmalade ’em
thick cuts act up and i barber fade ’em
i pulled up playing jt, senorita
while i’m finding a spot i can park the range in

[verse 8: handsome dexter]
alpine subs on a four by four
waking the neighbours kids when i drive it
drugs in the billingham bag on board
but i’m still taking pics with the pilot
dub rims on a violet porsche
limousine tints i keep it private
females on the line of course
i had to decline it

[verse 9: nineoneshots]
punched in like a calculator
book bound, i’m around the paper
twenty inch rims on an escalade
and now i’m looking like the black f-cking power ranger
frost bit from the rings on the fingers
neck chain gonna give me brain freeze
lil burst of the bleu and it lingers
one touch, she never forgets me
[verse 10: handsome dexter]
one touch and i’m starting the lexus
wrist cold and it’s häagen-dazs
put rocks in a cuban necklace
sp-ce ship but i’m far from mars
slab riding a coupe from texas
elbows on an armoured car
foot down and i’m driving reckless
spin a burnout and i’m marking tar

- nine and dex

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