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letra de watchu want - oliver shawe

d-mn ritch. k!lled this sh-t

[chorus]
what you want
i been stressing put a 8th up in the blunt
my n-ggas got my back
in case you b-tches wanna front
you know this sh-t is hittin
you can feel in ya lungs
watchu want… watchu
[verse]
smoking drinking
all night in this b-tch
keep it moving
i ain’t got no time to fight with a b-tch
i strap a baby to brenda
she take a flight wit the sh-t
i’m heartbroken
i can’t even stay the night w a b-tch
before the 4th one goin out
know veezy lightin the 5th
we chain smoking
you can barely see the light in this b-tch
for doors we playing with keys
and the marijuana is stinging
so he might turn into stevie
and lose sight in this b-tch
( aw yeah) oli shuffle i beat the beat w a jab flow
( aw yeah) pump the credit up match that sh-t w the cash flow
( aw yeah) you lil n-ggas is hatin and watching grass grow
to k!ll the snakes i cut it and rake it
flip it the bag grow
( aw yeah) got some competence
labeled me as a assh0l-
shark infested waters
but started off as a tadpole
i’m the father you needed
bleed the streets when the cash low
i can bottle a dream
and sell that b-tch to a sleeper
i bet when she wake up
she throw it back like a beeper
i ain’t tryna wife her or keep her
cause we all know she a eater
you struggling to get ya cake up
in the field or the bleachers
late night sh-t so when you wake up
i’m prolly going to sleep
[chorus]
so watchu want
i been stressing put a 8th up in the blunt
my n-ggas got my back
in case you b-tches wanna front
you know this sh-t is hitting
you can feel it in ya lungs
what you want… like what you-

[verse]
chasin d-ck that’ll get her some bread
from me it’s not
talking sh-t til she leave me on read
and then i’m blocked
bout my grits and my eggs
what you scared to get a guap
you a b-tch move ya legs
why you scared to be a boss
yee ain gather ya last
to throw what you had on brick
prolly not cus you the type
to blow your bag on a b-tch
you hated but quick to follow
i’m hotter than satans sauna
expectations keep ’em bottled
she know that i’m bout my chips
fa real and she know the opps is real quiet
don’t talk or swallow the steel
whole cl!ck is full of gorillas
no bananas i peel
thinkin you can be me
you prolly think santa is real
i ain’t cut from your cloth
b-tch i’m made of steel
[bridge]
what you want
b-tch i’m tired wake up w the mornin sun
only thing beside the doorstep
at the trap is loaded guns
if i see three little birds
them b-tches gon within a month
n-gga what you want like watchu- –

- oliver shawe

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