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letra de bust down - pinkm6969

[intro]
shut the f-ck up

[verse 1: dexx]
golden tongue b-tch and i’m speaking the truth
i’ve been doing everything to return to my youth
i’ve been patiently waiting and i’ve been faithfully stopped
i’ve been running from problems but now i finally got caught
i feel like a pilgrim, yeah i’m like uncle scott
i have to watch every corner or i might just get shot
i’ve been trying my whole life to just get back to the start
but i’m always having issues with just playing my part
i ain’t really that unique, i swear i’m just playing smart
looking for a b-tton i can press to restart
i keep sh-t to myself so that i don’t concern
and when i do wrong sh-t, i don’t hide, i learn
let’s keep sh-t simple and plain, likе evie cooper
you got the icе i got the cream, wu tang yeah i’m a scooper
my form is coming, and i’m a motherf-cking trooper
little b-tch boys wanna f-ck up my grind
if you were in my head, i would f-ck up your mind
and these people like too tough for reality, they not
please back off your eagles taking over your spot
most people here, probably thought i disappeared
but the only thing i did is side set and i fear
that if i wrote some wack sh-t then people would leave
untruthful people that’s my only pet peeve
i’ve got a future dreams crushing, i’ve been show myself pity
growing up my teachers told me, i had talent, i was winning
and i had people come to think that saying things that you’re so sh-tty
i just told my future’s bright, here words [?]
every other song that i write is sh-t
so i’ll learn from that, and i’ll put more in a bit
i’ve been bragging and lying about some sh-t
so what i just hope that people listen to going on
[verse 2: $emmy!]
1 thot, 2 wrist, 3 drippin’
diamond grillz on my t–th, no grimace
can’t spell l’s, semmy stay winning
f-ck card, no blood, stay crippin’
i keep it bouncy, sneaking in ya housin’
keep a glock on silencer, cause bullets ain’t announcing
got b-tches dancing, ya b-tch she want my [?]
[?]
f-cking a b-tch and i’m sending her home
she sending me pics on the phone
i feel i’m alone, i’m posting the pics of yo home
i’m throwing these b-tches a bone, wait
i got a b-n-r, smoke like you a stoner
give a b-tch my t-st-cl-s, they call me organ donor
b-tch i’m fresh to death, my neck wet
[?] i’ll make guess, i’ll finess the check
i shoot the nets, b-tch wet, see me dead
got make bets, no heads, i’ll finess his head
1 whip, 2 door, 3 seater
go low, no lois like peter
brass leg go hot keep heater
got a b-tch up on my d-ck and she be munching on my weiner ay
6 hoes, 12 tits, 3 inches
only f-cking on ya boy cause semmy got the riches
f-ck that big d-ck, thick b-tches
thick ass, big titties, all up in the semmy business

- pinkm6969

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