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letra de take you from it - peewee longway

[chorus: black]
you used to strugglin’, now, i’ma i take you from it
put red on your bottoms, cavalli your body
i promise, imma burkin all your bags
im your future, here, to take you from your past
she catch a couple plays and some skirts too
that’s why you deserve everything, that i do for you
and you can tell them old n-ggas that they ‘old news’
imma take you from from it

[verse 1: peewee longway]
i’ma take you from that sucker sh-t, i promise
let you drive peewee longway honda
turn you on that trapper marijuana
i promise, all dat used to be sh-t; stayin’ witcho mama
emilio pucci, burkin purses, ferragamo
3-65, my bih gon pop dem face hundreds
now she shoot the skirt and catch the work from california
they ain’t got nothing on you, two twin ‘raris california
i turned the b-tch on ro real, now shе don’t f-ck with losers
thank she shootin’ sh-t, she said-
‘i look thе coolest, my frank muller
no more struggling, she living life, like a movie
we up in beverly hills, rolling two gram doobies
longway!
[chorus: black]
you used to strugglin’, now, i’ma i take you from it
put red on your bottoms, cavalli your body
i promise, imma burkin all your bags
im your future, here, to take you from your past
she catch a couple plays and some skirts too
that’s why you deserve everything, that i do for you
and you can tell them old n-ggas that they ‘old news’
imma take you from from it

[verse 2: peewee longway]
too much medusa-dusa, got my b-tch exclusive
swear to god, she look the cutest in a emilio pucci
i like to stand on my b-tch, i drop them bands on her
ain’t no filter on my b-tch, don’t put your hands on her
peach crush, pineapple, i like my drank real muddy
don juan, double cup, i toast ’em wit’ my buddies
i’m just being honest, when i tell you i got that pocket monster
everything 100, im talkin’ bands, in my pocket, homie
everything cavalli, on me; i’m ‘honest’, molly on me
i don’t f-ck with no fakers, phoney
big boss sh-t, you can’t clone me
i promise youuuuu-ouuu
bands in my pants, still on me, no more struggling
longway!
[chorus: black]
you used to strugglin’, now, i’ma i take you from it
put red on your bottoms, cavalli your body
i promise, imma burkin all your bags
im your future, here, to take you from your past
she catch a couple plays and some skirts too
that’s why you deserve everything, that i do for you
and you can tell them old n-ggas that they ‘old news’
imma take you from from it

- peewee longway

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