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letra de walked in! - poorstacy

[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah

[chorus]
walked in this bih’ with a whole lotta money and throw it up (throw it, throw it, throw it)
i make a mess (uh)
she can’t come in here with p-ssy, unless she gon’ throw it up (unless she gon’ throw it)
on top of that i want some neck, huh (want some neck)

[hook]
what happened? (yeah, what happened?)
i had risked everything i had to run up a bag
and ice out my neck, yeah
keep thinking i’m stupid
until i play stupid
and have a shooter get you whacked, yeah (until i play stupid)
i was down for so long, that i never thought i was gon’ run up a bag (gon’ run up a bag)

[verse 1]
leave me alone, i don’t likе talking ’cause i know that most of these n-ggas is cap (lеave me alone, cap)
talking to police, these n-ggas mice, just like a rat (yeah, just like a rat)
i know that all of this money gon’ make that b-tch throw her ass back (her ass, back)
yeah, he p-ssy, type of n-gga that i laugh at
when you know the truth, it get very lonely
know you not real, you phony (yeah)
my dawg still locked up, free my woadie (yeah, free my woadie)
a lot of n-ggas switched up, you ain’t even know it (you ain’t even know it)
a n-gga so high, yeah i’m floating (yeah)
gas so loud, a n-gga can’t hear (can’t hear)
ice on my neck like a chandelier (chandelier)
ten toes down, yeah i got no fears (no fear)
t3 jet, and we fly ’round here (t3 jet)
[hook]
what happened?
i had risked everything i had to run up a bag (yeah)
and ice out my neck (water)
keep thinking i’m stupid
until i play stupid (until i play stupid)
and have a shooter get you whacked, yeah (get you whacked)
i was down bad so long, that i never thought i was gon’ run up a bag (yeah, yeah, yeah)

[verse 2]
i keep it on me, so no, you will never catch me lack (no)
i pop a xan, moving in slow-mo, i only pop me a half, yeah
i’m not even on a flight, yeah (no i’m not)
it’s really nothing it’s like, yeah
put my drink on ice, yeah (what happened?) (on ice)
my b-tch bad like dyk- (yeah)
so geeked that i’m stuck (so stuck)
bad b-tch suck me up (me up)
run a n-gga down, no not up (not up)
i don’t f-ck around, you know what’s up (yeah)
life move fast, we havin’ fun (what happened?)
i go and blow me a bag for fun (yeah)
i make her blow me and pass her on
can’t be too smooth, now her n-gga gone (be too smooth)
i don’t know, what anybody wants from me (want from me)
make her throw up, when she get down on her knees (on her knees)
you gotta show some (show some), don’t n0body know none (no-no-no, none)
n-gga that’s a show gun (show gun), you ain’t gon’ poke none (poke)
i’m tired of these p-ssy boys ’cause they be cryin’ (’cause they be cryin’)
when i’m in my whip, in my seat i’m reclinin’ (recline)
when she suck my d-ck i take off her eyeliner (eyeliner)
my outfit it grunge, i don’t f-ck with designer (yeah, yeah)
i write your name on a death note, uh (yup)
i get these n-ggas upset though, uh (i get these n-ggas upset)
i gave her good d-ck, that’s why she can’t let go (uh)
i stack my money up like it’s a lego
you don’t got no money, yeah that’s play-doh
she gon’ do, what i say so (she gon’ do)
i get cash, cheese, pesos (cheese)
i can still f-ck her don’t know her name, no (yeah)
[hook]
what happened? (woo, yeah)
i had risked everything i had to run up a bag
and ice out my neck, yeah (ice out my neck)
keep thinking i’m stupid (woo)
until i play stupid
and have a shooter get you whacked (yeah, yeah, yeah)

[chorus]
walked in this bih’ with a whole lotta money and throw it (and throw it)
i make a mess (uh)
she can’t come in here with p-ssy, unless she gon’ throw it (unless she gon’ throw it)
on top of that i want some neck, huh

[hook]
what happened? (what happened?)
i had risked everything i had to run up a bag, yeah (i run up a bag, i run up a bag)
ice on my neck, yeah
keep thinking i’m stupid
until i play stupid
and have a shooter get you whacked, yeah

[outro]
i was down bad so long, that i never thought i was gon’ run up a bag
leave me alone, i don’t like talking ’cause i know that most of these n-ggas is cap (they cap)
talking to police, these n-ggas mice, just like a rat

- poorstacy

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