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letra de castaways (feat. babysantana, yvngxchris, & dasgasdom3) - otx.mikey

[intro: the backyardigans]
ahoy there, ahoy, we are castaways
we’re stuck where we are with no house, no car
castaways
we’re stuck where we are (sage, is this yours?)
(yo’, yo’, yo’, oh!)

[verse 1: dasgasdom3]
she got a cape, better go save the day
chris, he catchin’ the wave, but i’m cashin’ the bank
better play with your p-ssy, b-tch, get out my face
i’ma shoot this b-tch up if you think that you’re safe
my glock got a d-ck, you could say that it’s g-y
leave him looking like chips, we we hit him, he lay
like i’m out and around, n-ggas screamin’ in pain
like a b-tch givin’ head, we gon’ blow out his brain

[verse 2: babysantana]
we get it goin’ when we slide to the telly
castin’ these bullets away to his belly
i need some change, i’ma run in the deli (yo’, let me get a sandwich)
shoutout to chris, i heard that he in l.e. (what the f-ck?)
wait, i meant to say l.a
don’t write me a check, gotta write me an essay
my plug speaking spanish (what did he say?)
[verse 3: yvngxchris]
plug speaking portuguese, what that n-gga sayin’?
heard that you rap, if you cap, a n-gga save it
i shoot the glock with no f-ckin’ hesitation
stick in my pants like a d-ck no m-st-rbation
feel like a pirate when i make that n-gga walk the plank
would’ve thought i’m scammin’ with the racks at the bank
she said i’m a wizard, no d-ck out of the way
take a ride in my whip, i just might catch the wave

[verse 4: mikey]
yeah, talk in the gang and your gang getting slide
put this scar to your face and you’re fallen, mufasa
no call for the drama, i snap like a live stock
i can’t even cap, your girl call me pop
yeah, i call on your chick and i won’t even call back
making this money while i sleep, what you call that?
rapper, santana, and dom3 and yvngxchris
are all of my homies, you know that we ball back (yeah)
i got your shawty, i’m watching her pass away (yeah)
and i’m going so far, like a castaway (yeah)
back on these rappers, they think they got gas today (yeah)
but i’m k!lling these rappers, they’re bad today (yeah)
i gotta move and i hit ’em with enanthate (yeah)
throw on my blast, they look like ej-cul-te
go on my fast, they go down on your chick then i k!ll on her body then leave, like a castaway
[verse 5: yvngxchris]
all black beamer, i whip it like bruce wayne
mow down an opp, let it spray like i’m usain
run me that sh-t, then i’m gone, like i’m boonk gang
valedictorian, she givin’ that good brain
smoking that wood, your b-tch walk on my plank
we look for the hints, then we dig up the bank
i’m drunk like a sailor, got rum in my drank
our sh-t come with cannons that shoot like a tank

[outro: the uniqua]
we- we- we were out at sea on a—
sea, were out at sea, on a—
sea, were out at sea

- otx mikey

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