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letra de freeway - okaymar

[intro: okaymar]
ha, ha, d-mn
(p-ssy ass n-ggas)
ha, ha, woah
ftt, bee, ftt, bee
(boy, f-ck you n-gga)
hey
(f-ck you n-gga)

[verse 1: okaymar]
oh thats yo’ b-tch? she wanna ride with me
she can’t even get high with me
i need a b-tch who gon’ ride for me
they gon’ talk, but they ain’t gon’ slide on me
you can catch me and tdf on b-way
i’m getting cake on my b-day
i’m f-ckin’ hoes, you gon’ e-date
k!lled that lil’ boy and left him on the freeway
k!lled that lil’ boy and watch his momma cry
try me, lil hoe, you gon’ die
pop me a perc’, but boy i’m so high
f-cking with me, lil’ boy, you can’t even try
[verse 2: 1oneam]
ayy
f-ck with the kid, you can’t even try
blowing on smoke, this sh-t in my eye
that n-gga so broke, that boy, i demise
sеaled drank, boy, yeah, i got
see a opp boy, then hе died
riding around with the guys
2-4 back, i’m shooting no mind
wake up, then hit a lil’ l!ck
my n-ggas jugging yo’ sh-t
too much red, got me sick
sipping on drank, i sip medicine
who these n-ggas? i only take wins
me and yo’ b-tch in the back of a benz
me and gang heaven-sent (yuh)
woke up, spent yo’ rent (yuh)
woke up, with yo’ chick (yuh)
woke up, with yo’ b-tch (yuh)
woke up, with the sticks
it’s lil’ zen and lil’ mar, we don’t miss

[verse 3: ohsxnta]
yuh, woke up with that stick
these n-ggas ain’t on sh-t
i spend a band, i ain’t lose sh-t
e-end of the day, i can make it (yeah)
these boys always on my d-ck
that boy broke, so he throwing fits
i can’t follow on the main
i’ma follow on the finsta
f-ck her once, i don’t miss her
me and gang go up, like a missile
big ar, f-ck a pistol
said you get bread, but that sh-t little (d-mn)
read these hoes like a kindle
he wanna work, need the money symbol (yeah)
and i got h-lla sh-t on my name, you can look at my credentials (yeah)
ran off with yo’ pack (y-yeah)
ran off with yo’ gat (yeah)
beat her back, like a bat
i keep the pole, n-gga i don’t lack (yeah)
and i got h-lla bread, but i still don’t shop at saks (yeah)
and i’m off these meds, so you know i’m feeling relaxed (yuh, oh)
(p-ssy ass n-ggas)
(boy, f-ck you n-gga)
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