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letra de butterfly - pi'erre bourne

yeah, had to get my guap up, yeah
higher than your altitude (yo, pi’erre, yo, pi’erre)
n-gga with an attitude
young n-gga got booked like room
we was in the hood last summer
i’m on the block with my bros
block too hot, we go home
yeah, my vv’s, they froze
icebox, that’s home
if a n-gga hate he broke, hey, he ain’t got no dough
i rock sossboy, no chrome, hey, purple hearts, no chrome
but my ring, yeah, it’s chrome heart, and rolling stone, hey
and diamonds stone, hey, it keep me frozen (yo, pi’erre, yo, pi’erre)
smoking on purple with my gold rollie
smoking on purple, rest in peace kobe

for real, them n-ggas can’t f-ck with me, they lie
make ’em all pay just like they tithes
i got the bank, no credit line
run through her mind, no finish line
i got my rollie, can’t waste my time
i’m gon’ tax, but it’s fine
i got racks, i got mines
diamonds flash, diamonds shine
make her thirsty, lemon-lime
when i’m inside, i don’t come outside (yo, pi’erre)
when i’m inside, give her b-tterflies (yo, pi’erre)
yeah, she love when i’m inside
yeah, she love when i’m inside
give her b-tterflies inside
yeah, she love when i’m inside

i ran it up like a scratch-off
you n-ggas scared with the mask off
five times, yeah, like the candyman
rasta n-gga like beenie man
these n-ggas really look up to me
so you will always be under me
i got the buzz like a bumblebee
i’m from the hood where the jungle be
these n-ggas mad ’cause i’m up now
f-cking with me, it’s two dubs now (yo, pi’erre, yo, pi’erre)
used to play midnight club: dub edition
want a new car, no key in the ignition
i just be chilling, my chain be chilling
like george foreman, these n-ggas be grilling
when you get money, it hit the ceiling
my n-gga green goblin, super villain
trapping my beats, i got rhythm
n-gga want beef, but he chicken
used to work at zaxby’s, stack my chicken
travis porter, yeah, i’m different
black boy, white boy, we the same
i rock sossboy with my gang
used to buy my weed from james
that sh-t high, but it was flame

for real, them n-ggas can’t f-ck with me, they lie
make ’em all pay just like they tithes (yo, pi’erre, yo, pi’erre)
i got the bank, no credit line
run through her mind, no finish line
i got my rollie, can’t waste my time
i’m gon’ tax, but it’s fine
i got racks, i got mines
diamonds flash, diamonds shine
make her thirsty, lemon-lime
when i’m inside, i don’t come outside
when i’m inside, give her b-tterflies
yeah, she love when i’m inside
yeah, she love when i’m inside
give her b-tterflies inside
yeah, she love when i’m inside

i’m still motherf-cking falling, man
i can’t get the f-ck up
you understand what i’m saying?
i don’t understand what to do

- pierre bourne

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