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letra de prove em wrong - pradadon

prove em wrong lyrics
[intro]
n-gga want hustle, n-gga want tustle, n-gga want dance
n-gga want hustle, n-gga want tustle, want these hands
you with us? i got bands all in my pants (want these bands?)
yeah, yeah

[chorus]
yeah, yeah, i done f-cked this b-tch and you done got her onlyfans
big versace on my slippers yeah, i paid for with these bands
i get rickies and them chrome hearts, i ain’t rockin’ no vans
and then i’m lighting up a spliff, you know i’m smoking on your mans
all my life i tried to prove em wrong (tried, tried, tried, yeah)
all my life i tried to prove em wrong (i tried, i tried, i tried, i tried, i tried)

[verse 1]
these versace on my clothes, they can’t fit
diamonds dancing like a globe on my sh-t
we just ran straight to the bank cause i got it
tsa, you know they hate me, i got bands
yeah, i got bands, so i go ride round, it’s not really a problem
yeah, that’s your b-tch, i just bought her, took her shopping at the mall
i f-ck your b-tch, i break her back you know and she started to crawl, yeah
yeah i’m with my n-ggas getting checks, like, you know, yeah, f-ck it, we ball, yeah
i been rolling up, pocket double cheese, yeah they got crust
yeah n-gga wanna fight, yeah he want that beef, i said lets tussle
she asked me how i was, i said, “i’m alright, i’m getting these bucks”
i told her make a right, go and grab your sh-t, go grab your stuff
yeah, i put my opps all in a spliff, i put my opps all in a duffle
i turn my opps all into ash, i turn my opps all into dust
yeah, i shot at all of my oppositions, they do the futsal shuffle
yeah, cause i got a glock-19 with a big red beam, it came just with a muzzle
[chorus]
all my life i tried to prove em wrong
(tried to prove em wrong, tried to prove em wrong)
all my life i tried to prove em wrong
yeah, yeah, i done f-cked this b-tch and you done got her onlyfans
got these brown versaces on my feet, i paid for with these bands
i get rickies and them chrome hearts, i ain’t rocking no vans
and i’m lighting up a spliff, you know i’m smoking on your mans

[verse 2]
yeah, i pass around your b-tch just like a spliff, yeah it go all around
yeah, i just popped an x and popped a z but it don’t calm me down
yeah, remember when that b-tch won’t look at me, and now she call me up
yeah, i was in a honda, now i’m riding in a super truck
double cup, i pour me up, slow me up
f-cking on that b-tch inside a bentley truck, super stuck
super sticky gas, it got me high as f-ck, oh yeah
yeah, i’m rocking on givenchy got me fly as f-ck, oh yeah

[outro]
n-gga want tussle, n-gga want hustle, n-gga want
n-gga want tussle, n-gga want hustle, n-gga want

- pradadon

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