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letra de griptape'!! - pink siifu

griptape’!! lyrics
[hook: pink siifu]
whole bag in that bih
ol school, got that bread
no sh-t, smell like shorty candle
(x2)

[verse 1: pink siifu]
yeah this pain?
say what it is all the time
dont know sh-t, what it is, what it ain’t, nah
you can’t touch the safe
hoe thats right
beat a rack hoe, please
have some character

shorty mad
get off that bullsh-t
dont i take care of ya?
eryday
eryday
came back for a while hoe
only for a minute
what they sent fo’? yeh
yeh that shine
shots fired
care for all this change?
he doesn’t reflect, the glass
im hustlin back on my dad
i diggity diggity…
diggity diggity dad
this for my… uh, wait
i diggity… uh uh
this for my family
what you gon’ do for yo ass?
ride around, get the bag
i ride around gеt the bag
i spend it with my gang
thats 50 thats 50 thats 50
ride around, with a .. covеr your ears, wait
ride around with a.. couple years
pushed the bar, yeah thats game
shorty put that p-ssy on playboy
ain’t it shame?
way too plain, who, who to blame
follow your heart, no shame
parkin lot, shot fired, yeh thats?
it ‘all-go’ all the time, it ‘all-go’ all the time
on the blower, all they go
on the blower all they go
on the corner, at the sto’
hear that, corner sto’
moment, im comin, slow, wait
shorty wanna ride, wait
you can’t get out the drive-way
shorty got that grip tape
p-ssy got that grip tape

shorty got that grip tape
p-ssy got that grip tape
p-ssy got that grip tape
(x2)

[verse 2: valee]
i’m getting mouth like daffy duck
sufferin succotash
2 cups, punch.. ?
i mean like forward slash
in a h-llcat kitten
time go by fast
why not make her wishy wet?
im gettin head like eyelash

hot box in there?
it’s a amg mercedes seat, massager chair?
n-ggas shinin’ ain’t lasting long enough i’m shootin’ a flare gun
im in louis vui-ton
this n-gga think he farrakhan
im all in miami, i mean i’m finna parasail in huur
i get naked like next in line to see the chiropractuur
exotic flower, look like a cattleya
she keep smokin on that layup
lafamilie(?) came with bluetooth elevators
pardon me for pairing
kitty, corner, colored, cranberry coupe, this b-tch with me an aries
drop top look like milk on mlk
my permit park not paid
im all inside your b-tches house and energy, she callin me “sage”
i pulled off the lot precautiously
avoiding pothole abrasions
i put m on top of m like maybach music
my yellowbone b-tch freemason, and amazing
old school antique, i try critique the mileage, it’s extinct
she “phil”(feel) me no collins
how the exotic blow in the air like pollen
she on her knees i pray for the position, i’m in
runnin up on me, i splat your noodles
look like we makin ramen
…
(singing)
and you know, why i know why?
got that b-tch who live in iowa
and i owe her nun’
rainbow braceletes on my car
trying to slow up them horses
all of a sudden, ain’t no rush how we rush in
and the izops on my car?
man that sound like jennifer hudson
turbo charge combustion

- pink siifu

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