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letra de spit game - pretty ugly & royce da 5'9"

[pretty ugly]
yeah
uh-ha, pretty ugly… royce da 5’9″
1, 1-2
we spit game n-gga…
we spit game n-gga…i’m here now..

[pretty ugly]
now take a look at me
how it feel to see me balling?
[p-u] yea, you heard what the callin
pretty ugly, that philly cat wit da chipped tooth
that wear low shirts, guess jeans and tim boots
i only drink 151 rum p-ssion
no cris i’m a thug, i don’t like flashin
i can get a bad b-tch wit something a lil cheaper
and my whole body smelling like reefer
‘dro or babbage, i don’t care, i got a bad habit
try to fight it?
i ain’t even took a jab at it
why quit? i love to talk sh-t
i love them d-ck l!cks when i’m taking a big hit
i spit game all night, my mind ain’t been right
y’all dudes ain’t that tight, i put it in black and white
i’m sick of rappers tryin’ ta sign me, stop makin offers
i ain’t here to see y’all, i come to talk to your bosses

[hook]
mommy, don’t you hear my name?
i’m tryin’ ta get you to try me
so you can play my game
boom boom… la la la la la la la
boom boom… la la la la la la la
boom boom… la la la la la la la
boom boom… la la la la la la

[royce]
i said he wanted a piece of me, i won’t break
here is a piece of my heat that i won’t take
he’s been sold a dreamer
had the privilege to hold the nina
you’ve been exposed ta peanuts
grown n-ggas speak wit their hands, they know how to bring it
down to fold they fingers, slingin’ as ol’ as english
my gold feet, smokin it rolled that’s how it be
when a ho scope smokin the coal, she eye me
she probably sip on a nutta
it’s probably why these chickadees love us
we still slip on the rubbers
why is it that b-tches would be sensitive lovers
we keep you b-tches fly… we keep a b-tch on the cover
n-ggas heard it’s our label so snap out
n-ggas try to cover the card table, they cr-p out
in j-pan like i’m the man
you luck to know coz i be f-ckin these hoes like
yo touchi yo toes…

[hook]

[pretty ugly]
i spit game. it’s real sh-t no riddles
girls at the bar, meet me in the middle
back that -ss up, shake it jus a little
come on, show me something, make yo t-tties jiggle
you gotta love the way i spit it coz my game is tight
its pretty ugly, i’m the same boy yo friend like
ain’t nuffin changed, i’m the sh-t baby, it’s my time
spit game, the boy, papes, and royce the 5-9

[royce]
what in yo mind’ll make you think my clik would be trickin?
boom, i’m the bomb, b-tch, coz my d-ck’ll be tickin
we can split 50-50 st-tches paying for b-tches
my lips strictly for sippin, they ain’t for l!ckin
[game] came for b-tch now you swallow the doe
[glow] ’til i holla, ’til it ‘aha’ fall on the flo
i’m takin this action, but you oughta know that
i’m sorry ms jackson, but yo daughter’s a ho

[hook]

- pretty ugly royce da 59

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