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letra de too much - orlando merci

[chorus]
i pour way too much, might need a cough syrup (cough syrup)
f-ckin’ on this b-tch, might be in love with her (might be in love with her)
she my little freak, my little go-getter (go)
i-i-i pop me a perc’ then make the cup thicker
i been so d-mn high, i swear i sleep up on the sky (u-up on the sky)
f-f-fbi be watchin’ so i’m dressin’ way too fly (dressin’ way too fly)
f-ckin’ with you girl, i swear that be my alibi (yeah)
you gon’ cheat, huh? baby girl, just let me ask you why

[verse 1]
just let me take it slow
you gon’ leave, huh?
i’ma stack the money tall ’til it’s knee-high (knee-high)
take a n-gga out his soul, out his feet, ha (feet, ha)
it was just me and the bros, now we geeked now (yeah)
n-n-now i’m back to pourin’ fours, i can’t sleep now (yeah)
i-i was blocked up on the road, had to reroute (had to reroute)
doin’ anything to let the pressure free now (free now)

[bridge]
what you mean, “nah?” (woah)
f-ckin’ with that n-gga, what you mean now? (what you—)
i can’t sleep, nah
f-ckin’ with that n-gga, i can’t sleep now (now-now)
[verse 2]
foldin’ under pressure but i swear i cannot break (i cannot break)
see the look up on yo’ face (on yo’—)
fold you like a napkin, take you back, eat you like cake
i can’t play with love, that sh-t is fake
bad, bad, shawty, there’s so much i cannot say (i cannot say)
you lookin’ for l-st, i cannot stay (yeah)
i-i-itty-bitty figure with a big-ol’-booty lace
i can’t even talk, i got so much that’s in my face (oh)
she be goin’ crazy, throwin’ sh-t up in my face
deep-dive in that ocean, on that p-ssy, in that place
i’ma pull up at yo’ place like any time of day
we got big dogs, choppas put a n-gga in his place

[chorus]
i pour way too much, might need a cough syrup (cough syrup)
f-ckin’ on this b-tch, might be in love with her
she my little freak, my little go-getter (my little go-getter)
i-i-i pop me a perc’ then make the cup thicker
i been so d-mn high, i swear i sleep up on the sky (d-mn)
f-f-fbi be watchin’ so i’m dressin’ way too fly (dressin’ way too fly)
f-ckin’ with you girl, i swear that be my alibi (my ali—)
you gon’ cheat, huh? baby girl, just let me ask you why
i-i-i pour way too much, might need a cough syrup (might need a cough syrup)
f-ckin’ on this b-tch, might be in love with her
she my little freak, my little go-getter (she my—)
i-i-i pop me a perc’ then make the cup thicker (yeah)
i been so d-mn high, i swear i sleep up on the sky
f-f-fbi be watchin’ so i’m dressin’ way too fly
f-ckin’ with you girl, i swear that be my alibi (my—)
you gon’ cheat, huh? baby girl, just let me ask you why (why)

- orlando merci

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