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letra de snow whine! - pasto flocco

[intro]
surf gang, b-tch
woah, woah, woah
woah, yeah, woah, boy
woah, yeah, woah, yeah

[chorus]
yeah, this that new sh-t, i’m the best to ever do it
i got your b-tch shakin’ ass to my music
he got a gun and don’t use it, this a new movement
choppa start boomin’, huh, zooted
it’s up, b-tch, i be zooted
smokin’ zaza in here to my music
smokin block, the f-ck is you doin’?
got a drop, now that boy lookin’ foolish
told you this that new sh-t
this the sh-t that make them b-tches lose it
all this drip make your baba go stupid
at the party she slow ridin’ on the stick
she think it’s my d-ck, you stupid

[post-chorus]
christian dior with the gucci, none of y’all n-ggas could do it
ksubi’s, huh, ksubi’s, huh, take off the ksubi’s (surf gang)
all mike amiri, ain’t rockin’ no ksubi’s
wock’ in the cup, that sh-t look like a smoothie
b-tch, wipe me down, b-tch, i feel like lil’ boosiе
one false move thеn i’m grabbing the toolie
off with that migo, i play with her coochie
if a n-gga want smoke then we servin’ that loosie
n-ggas’ swear they my opp but they did nothin’ to me
he don’t come out, that chopper not with him
if he come out he gon’ turn to a victim
.223 bullets, they catch him and blitz him
catch me a opp and you know i john wick ’em
[chorus]
yeah, this that new sh-t, i’m the best to ever do it
i got your b-tch shakin’ ass to my music
he got a gun and don’t use it, this a new movement
choppa start boomin’, huh, zooted
it’s up, b-tch, i be zooted
smokin’ zaza in here to my music
smokin block, the f-ck is you doin’?
got a drop, now that boy lookin’ foolish
told you this that new sh-t
this the sh-t that make them b-tches lose it
all this drip make your baba go stupid
at the party she slow ridin’ on the stick
she think it’s my d-ck, you stupid

[post-chorus]
christian dior with the gucci, none of y’all n-ggas could do it
ksubi’s, huh, ksubi’s, huh, take off the ksubi’s
all mike amiri, ain’t rockin’ no ksubi’s
wock’ in the cup, that sh-t look like a smoothie
b-tch, wipe me down, b-tch, i feel like lil’ boosie
one false move then i’m grabbing the toolie
off with that migo, i play with her coochie
if a n-gga want smoke then we servin’ that loosie
n-ggas’ swear they my opp but they did nothin’ to me
he don’t come out, that chopper not with him
if he come out he gon’ turn to a victim
.223 bullets, they catch him and blitz him
catch me a opp and you know i john wick ’em

- pasto flocco

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