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letra de 40oz of greatness - payup! game

[verse 1: mouf]

my time precious
its looking uglier than a motherf-cker
for you to try to fit in
the world is mine sucker
i been poppin’ sh-t everyday
you think you might cuff her
i got plans on f-cking the girl
you think you might love her
as we sipping on this o.e
i pour a little for my haters like a slow leak
you can’t be hot in the streets
and have cold feet
you can’t be trill in the south without gold t–th
you can’t be boxing with champs without no reach
no doubt if you see my out, n-gga then don’t speak
this liquor wearing down on my soul like some old sneaks
but i just can’t quit
real talk man these hoes ain’t sh-t
a lot n-ggas rap, but it don’t ever go like this
this is how you sound when you faded
this is 40oz of greatness

[hook: ellz & mouf]

real talk man these hoes ain’t sh-t
a lot of n-ggas do thangs, but they ain’t like this
real talk man these hoes ain’t sh-t
a lot of n-ggas do thangs, but they ain’t like this
x2

[verse 2: ellz]

flow something like a cutl-ss supreme
the bucket the cleanest smoothest f-cker
been muscling a budget to eat
i give a f-ck about a vag when it queef, she embarr-ssed?
she should cherish the fact she’s even f-cking with me
i’m stuck in my feet or maybe i just need to change the shoes
i change my views but people never seem to lose the misconstrued
times of adolescence the brew and the treefer was a weapon for me
i spoke the almighty and satan have a message for me
i forward it i’ll listen later when it’s meant to be
until then i’mma k!ll it what is meant for me was women
chillin’ brewin’ spillin’ cuppin’ rollin’ puffin’
loving no one but my mother and the mothers of the n-ggas under
i’mma cold blooded motherf-cker, lady k!ller, 90’s n-gga
taste the aura of relation
lee kimora had a baby
fatten pockets to a satin coffin
place me in it when i ran to thoughtless
but i’m faithful, in this 40 oz of greatness

[hook]

[bridge: ellz & cherele]

cruising in my fast lane
gunning at the finish line
headed towards my destination
n-ggas gotta gimme mine

[verse 3: cherele]

see, my mental detrimental
to anyone i run into
this is more than just potential
you dealing with influential
way back when i copped that rental
just to stunt with all my gualas
even though the status of my wallet
was down like hydraulics
young goddess, i got the knowledge
i spread it, i’m just a scholar
the irony they won’t hire me, i never finished college
i’m honest i’m just the coldest round
hate me later, love me now
lost a couple screws that would
probably help to hold me me down
but you know these n-ggas now talking buck and wild
most the time they in denial, drown these pharaohs in the nile
na-na, i can’t stop time, guaranteed to park minds
only way to define: this is 40 ounce of greatness

[hook]

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