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letra de redo - pdr dax

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chorus:
fuck off my turf, now that’s what i’m saying
fuck off my turf, now that’s what i’m saying
fuck off my turf, now that’s what i’m saying
fuck off my turf, now that’s what i’m saying

i see it all now – okay, the
colors run in me, i’m wearing
all crowns, and there’s no
way to take it back, no

you cannot redo (no) you cannot redo (no)
wear a whole lotta religion, shit ain’t probably true
they don’t like my pockets stuffed because their pockets loose
all this good will end up missing, should be proud of you

verse:
br-br-brand new plugsuit, pree the swag, oh yeah
got me twisted thinking you can run it back, oh yeah
and this eva nothing like what you all got over there
try a spear right through your torso then let’s talk “no fair”

babe, that’s church – what can i say?
swag when i surf – brand new paint
it could be worse, something absurd
know that it hurts – synchronized pain
fuck off my turf, now that’s what i’m saying
fuck off my turf, now that’s what i’m saying
fuck off my turf, now that’s what i’m saying
fuck off my turf, now that’s what i’m saying

you been off percs, i been off drank
you had the nerv, i couldn’t blame
you were an angel, i love that they made you
i could never hate you but you never change

baby, you’re perf – micro bangs
ripped your skirt – might go change
angeltype shirt – might go change
slay when i serve – michael caine

bitch, i serve – michael caine
i’m rebuilt – not yo’ same
got a choppa like asuka: white girl, sang
it’s a big body whip and i’ll snatch yo’ chain

i told them the impact is imminent (no way)
you talking that shit but i’m living it (no way)
niggas ain’t shit off the internet (n-no)
insecurity’s ruling you, isn’t it? (no way)

they know my grace not unlimited (no)
you cannot redo this shit different (no way)
yeah, spin back, good luck
i give two fucks
you won’t do sumn’
angels knew sumn’
the end’s gruesome
no

chorus:
fuck off my turf, now that’s what i’m saying
fuck off my turf, now that’s what i’m saying
fuck off my turf, now that’s what i’m saying
fuck off my turf, now that’s what i’m saying

i see it all now – okay, the
colors run in me, i’m wearing
all crowns, and there’s no
way to take it back, no

you cannot redo (no) you cannot redo (no)
wear a whole lotta religion, shit ain’t probably true
they don’t like my pockets stuffed because their pockets loose
all this good will end up missing, should be proud of you

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