letra de soul - norajaron
whoa whoa whoa whoa
bouta f-ck all of these hoes
i’m on the block sellin’ blow
i got them rocks in my coat
vvs diamonds so cold
i’m gettin’ racks for a show
i need them stacks on the low
i want margiela
i need that coat
i need that burberry, louboutin toes
boy get yo bread up
wallet don’t fold
all of these demons they gon take my soul
keep a baretta
wah me unload
deep in her guts and i’m takin’ her soul
need me a sweater
ice be too cold
up on yo block, i ain’t talkin bout poles
i mix that burberry, that gucci, that chanel
ride in that foreign, pagani give h-ll
doin’ them drugs, fell in love with myself
all of this water on me like a well
ride fo my choppa, need n-body else
that fourty gon chop ya like it’s taco bell
n-body can stop us, you gon’ eat these sh-lls
my fourty gon’ pop ya, ya mom wit da belt
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