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letra de peewee roscoe - nine vicious

[intro]
(haha, n-ggas crazy)
(i’m with yo—, yeah)
(i’m with young ahmad in this b-tch, man)

[chorus]
i just got off the phone with spider, he said i got it (say what?)
i just got off the phone with spider, he said i got it (let’s go)
i just got off the phone with spider, he said i got it (slatt)

[verse 1]
light that cig’ up, i ain’t stressed ’bout nothin’
light my b-tch up, i’m finna stab that c-nt (what?)
i ain’t worried ’bout these n-ggas, all these n-ggas my sons (what? what?)
i just f-cked on a gnat, i was just tryna fun
i just f-cked on a gnat, i was just tryna fun, b-tch (say what?)
i got these racks on me, y’all do nike, jordan, b-tch
f-cked the ho, made the ho pee (what?)
i just went chrome heart my tee (what?)
i leave my kids on her t–th
i’m baby spider, i’m king (say what?)
tellin’ ya, long live keed (slatt), i ball like costa rica
i’m finna f-ck on a ten, yeah, on god, they f-ckin’ with me

[chorus]
i just got off the phone with spider, he said i got it (say what?)
i just got off the phone with spider, he said i got it (ski)
i just got off the phone with spider, he said i got it (slatt)
i just got off the phone with spider, he said i got it
[verse 2]
at the snake pit, i seen peewee
he talk ’bout, “nephew, you act just like me”
give me your wife, n-gga, i’m f-ckin’ your wifey
he’s a internet gangster, he just wanna type me
i don’t even want your thot, why that ho tryna write me? (what?)
she talkin’ ’bout, “nine, what you on? when the h-ll you gon’ wife me?”
i don’t do no facetime, no, i don’t do no skyping
i don’t like to waste time, told that ho, “tread lightly” (what?)

[bridge]
told that ho, “tread lightly”
i don’t do no facetime, told that ho, “tread lightly”
i don’t do no skyping
that boy, he just typing
you typin’, told that ho, “tread lightly” (what?)

- nine vicious

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