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letra de all i wanted - osomo fame

{intro}

oh god
(hmm)
yeah my squad all my n-gg-s be flexing
-mumble
(oouuu yeahhh)
(hmm)

{chorus}
all i wanted was a boat
and asian b-tches up in tokyo
(yeah)
now i got b-tches in j-pan
workin twerkin on command
cuz now i’m the man
i’m just doin what i can
to have my momma see them bands
you understand
finesse your mans’ out his bands
your b-tch twerkin on her hands
(woah d-mn)
all i wanted was a boat
and asian b-tches of the dope
money and clothes
now i’m winning k!lling shows
moolin coolin with some hoes
hang with the bros
dirt bikes whippin rovs
and didn’t have to sell my soul
nah n-gg- no
platinum diamonds ice cold
my wrist glisten like the snow
(yeah woah)

{verse}

and i ain’t have to sell my soul
then how you frozen like the snow?
was dedicated to my goals
stick to the code
quarter, half, to a whole
sellin n-gg-s straight zoes’
then gettin mo’
smoking shows with some hoes
n-gg- i was really low
(woah)
i remember i was so stuck
broke down i had no luck
riding dirty i ain’t give no f-ck
tryna torch some sh-t super nova
gave a pound of weed to the shofar
‘member stashing in the sofa
in this life i’m living
man i gotta get it
yeah i gotta do it till it’s ova’
i love my birthday october
when i’m rocking scales i’m a cobra
everyday a n-gg- never sober
water whippin soda on ramona
vision strong never fold up
try to take my sh-t better load up
i can make your whole spot blow up
yo b-tch suckin d-ck rockin chockers
p-ssin where i use to post up
came a long way since the glow up
sellin weed, lean, molly, coca
b-tch cocoa loco tom showed up
ain’t no renegotiating quotas
you heard what i said so what
even though i no longer post up
all you f-ck n-gg-s better know what’s up

{chorus}

all i wanted was a boat
and asian b-tches up in tokyo
(yeah)
now i got b-tches in j-pan
workin twerkin on command
cuz now i’m the man
i’m just doin what i can
to have my momma see them bands
you understand
finesse your mans’ out his bands
your b-tch twerkin on her hands
(woah d-mn)
all i wanted was a boat
and asian b-tches of the dope
money and clothes
now i’m winning k!lling shows
moolin coolin with some hoes
hang with the bros
dirt bikes whippin rovs
and didn’t have to sell my soul
nah n-gg- no
platinum diamonds ice cold
my wrist glisten like the snow
(yeah woah)

{outro}

yeah my squad all my n-gg-s be flexin
n-gg-s be reckless
and we gettin them checks in
(aye ryhme scheme coming soon)

- osomo fame

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