letra de ny times mag - phreshboyswag
[intro]
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[priori]
[verse 1: phreshboyswag]
i’m in chinatown i’m spending all my money
yeah he said you’re chatting yeah, hes a dummy
yeah, she suckin’ on my d-ck just like a dummy
in the studio yeah i’m goin dummy
yeah, yeah its phreshboy i got the swag
every day that i sag you can see my pants
yeah i walk in the room she pull down my pants
i just wanna f-ck, i don’t want no romance
yeah i’m takings flags right out to france
yeah i’m taking flags right out to berlin
yeah yeah i’m drinkin’ [?]
i’m drinking wine in the b&b that was it
if you wanna f-ck me then you gotta’ pay
if you want a feature then you gotta’ pay
yeah, yeah i just wanna run away
yeah go and catch a train, need to go away
yeah they said they got some k yeah i’m on my way
sixty f-ggots on my d-ck, need to go away
yeah, yeah zay pull up with the k
yeah open my wallet and i got a k
yeah they said they want [?] now she’s too cray
yeah, they know that i’m fly like a blue jay
h-lla b-tches tryna f-ck in the back stage
yeah i see your mom [?]
you must you’re f-cking funny just like casey fray
shoutout nova gang yeah shout out kacie free
[?]
pull up to the show and i shoot you
priori mugger tried to shoot hit him in his knee
yeah f-ck [?] cause he’s a retar- (yo, i can’t)
yeah i’m in the car and i’m spinning super fast
i bounce it up and down just like a [?]
yeah its [?]
kicked them off the train cause they didn’t have a pass
oh, ksuuvi got spliff? yeah i need that fast
i don’t think about that b-tch yeah that’s in the past
[verse 2: ksuuvi]
we don’t think about that b-tch yeah she in the past
i’m wit mag right now and we’re smoking gas
i can’t pick up the phone yeah im in the lab
n-ggas goin’ out bad go and get a bag
i got ksubis on my ass so i’m gonna sag
i got [?] on my right, i got cranes on my left
n-gga talk on our gang, then its gonna’ be a death
run down on my n-gga, i’ma shoot him in the head
yeah, yeah i’ma shoot him in the head
[verse 3: bl–dy!]
f-ckin on my b-tch i like her better with no makeup
and i feel like [?] cause its the one to get the cake up
i pull up, finna’ bust, i told her pick her face up
first i’m in the front, then we goin’ out the back door
n-ggas, they be [?]
she be givin’ [?]
[?] i can see it in my b-tch mouth
i stay in the east [?]
[?] when i’m finna pick a check up
i don’t give a f-ck ‘bout that b-tch, so i’ma [?]
[verse 4:] xaviersobased
girl i know you want me, i don’t give a sh-t
all these n-ggas is my sons, can you babysit?
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uhhh, all these n-ggas copy me and i’m sick of it
youse’ a pedophile f-ckin’ on that lil b-tch
two poles on me and my n-ggas, we be toting sh-t
ahhh, ohhhhhhhhhh, ohhhh ohhhh
[verse 5: priori]
[?] slipping on the floor, and he dropping sh-t
i don’t really give a f-ck, i don’t give a sh-t
staying mad off the percs acting like a b-tch
it’s okay cause i know the percs make you p-ssed
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[?]
stick to the code, my bros will never love a b-tch
got money, now i ran up a bag quick
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