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letra de celebrate - pimp tobi

[intro: pimp tobi]
(thank you fizzle)
(smoov, what’s good, baby?)
ayy
ayy, ayy

[verse 1: pimp tobi]
i just scored on another fresh eighth from the doctor
pull up on his block, chop kickin’ like soccer
n-ggas rappin’ on them songs, they ain’t never let thе glock blow
only think i’m bouncin’ is the cops and the potholes
flеxin’ on the ‘gram with that cheese that is not yours
eat a n-gga sh-lls like a motherf-ckin’ taco
green and pink stack look like wanda and cosmo
i could teach you with the pape’, it’s a problem with the salt, though
[verse 2: big sad 1900]
i wanna cash out (cash), i wanna buy a rolls (yeah)
i need the elevator, spent two hundred on some gold
i’m used to movin’ state to state and trappin’ with these hoes
dodgin’ the johnies, dodgin’ squares, grippin’ the pole
hit the b-tch out my dm before i knock her
watch my story every day, i know i got her
it’s war and i’ma knock them little n-ggas off your roster (yeah)
all face shots, and i don’t think we need a doctor (huh?)
slid on my n-gga ’cause he say he had some wock’
n-ggas wasn’t strapped and i bounced out with the stock
see you at the parties, never see you on the block (nah)
hoes ain’t wanna deal with me, wasn’t hot (yeah)
n-gga make a post and watch a n-gga make fox
glock-23 chase a n-gga out his socks
it’s really just the money, got me f-ckin’ over opps (ayy)
and blocked both of my baby mamas ’cause they bops

[chorus: pimp tobi]
out the way, gettin’ paid, you just in the way
gotta stack it up for a rainy day
n-ggas thinkin’ that they heavy, but they featherweights
keep it on me, we could get it poppin’ any day
love it when a sucker die, we gon’ celebrate
42 dugg, b-tch, i’m really paid
hatin’-ass n-ggas on my d-ck, n-ggas really g-y
n-ggas want some clout, we gon’ send him to the heaven gates
[verse 3: ralfy the plug]
another opp got whacked, it’s time to celebrate
i ain’t worried ’bout these nerd n-ggas, them n-ggas featherweight
i had to cut some n-ggas off, it’s time to elevate
b-tch hit her knees for pastor ralfy, i had to let her pray
double down tennis on my neck, that’s just venus and serena
my n-ggas been had to win, that’s why they follow the leader
she handed me some oochies by choice, i ain’t had to beat her
but if she spill some mud out my cup, i’ma slap her to sleep
i ain’t never goin’ [?], you can’t even get half of me
they like, “every time i hear the plug verse, it’s a masterpiece”
i get money and f-ck hoes, why they mad at me?
i been in the field so long, you can have my cleats
if you ain’t got two fifty a line, you can’t have my lean
n-ggas ain’t slime, them n-ggas hidin’, stop cappin’ to me
i was outside, i was hangin’ on the backstreets
money always find me, don’t gotta look, it just happen for me
you can’t come around gang and them ’cause you rattin’ for cheese
he don’t even wanna know what your b-tch doin’ in the back of them seats
b-tch handed me some money, i was tryna go, b-tch gram compete
whack another opp and laugh about it, get back to eatin’
the plug

- pimp tobi

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