letra de saint-flex ii - poppa krypt
[intro: poppa krypt]
shiny glove, shiny glove, shiny glove
(wait, what?)
shiny glove, shiny glove, shiny glove
(wait, what?)
shiny glove, shiny glove, shiny glove
(wait, what?)
shiny glove, shiny glove, shiny glove
[verse 1: poppa krypt]
saint-flex we revived (revived)
we got s-x tonight (tonight)
percocets on the flight (on the flight)
percocets on the flight (yuh-huh)
molly we high (too high)
shawty go high (she got high)
shawty go high (she go high)
me and my baby we bool (bool)
ayy, i told hoe: “get in the coupe”
ayy, she give the top, she gon’ drool
ayy, i’m f-ckin’ up that whole swoop, ayy
all of my diamonds they flawless, huh
all of the demons i summon, huh
we ain’t got nothin’ in common (nah)
we ain’t got nothin’ in common (nah)
i’m f-ckin’ a thot, she too soft
she wanna f-ck, i let her f-ck
i’m rockin’ vlone, it’s from the mob
b-tch, i’m on the throne, feel like a god
b-tches wan’ f-ck on me, they hot
b-tches wan’ f-ck on me, they hot
and i’m pullin’ up in my benz with a smokin’
yeah, hoe, i’m pullin’ up in a smokin’ (yuh)
diamonds on my wrists, it’s frozen (yuh)
diamonds on my wrist, frozen (yuh)
diamonds on my wrists, it’s frozen, huh
ice on my neck, frozen (f-ck, f-ck)
[verse 2: jeffeh n.y.d & poppa krypt]
these b-tches be ridin my d-ck (what?)
these b-tches be ridin my d-ck (d-ck!)
these b-tches be suckin’ my d-ck (ah!?)
these b-tches be-
(f-ck!)
i got stacks on stacks
i got money on piles
i got opps in my house
but i leave ’em outside
what these b-tches about?
what these b-tches about?
i don’t even know
but these are b-tches loud
yeah they hurtin’ my ears
i am yo’ peer
learn from me
leave the house key
out in the backyard
under the tree
don’t give her that d
i ain’t keeping it r
i’m keepin it g
so please dont give her that d (don’t give her that d)
so please don’t give her that d
please don’t give her that d
i said, please don’t give her that d
so, please don’t give her that d
these other white rappers ain’t hard when they rhyme
but i’m spitting bars back to back every time
you also could be the greatest, that’s right
if i just stopped rapping or be unalived (f-ck)
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