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letra de rep for the 50s - purp da dealer

[intro: purp da dealer]
y’all n-ggas know what the f-ck it is
ab, ab, ab n-gga, this my sh-t
y’all n-ggas know what the f-ck it is
y’all know where it started at, you heard, 50z
we ain’t playing no games, n-gga

[chorus: purp da dealer]
back on the road, catching them flights
i’ma get money the rest of my life
rep for the 50s definitely right
my diamonds is cold, neck full of ice
i want it, i cop it no matter the price, hol up, wait
said i want it, i cop it no matter the price, hol up, wait

[verse 1: purp da dealer]
we sliding for real now we reppin it right
see now n-ggas gotta get it in white
he cappin on the ‘gram just for the likes, hol up, wait
we do not do that, heard he got shot, lil n-gga but he threw back
p-ssy n-gga who that? come around here n-gga asking “where the loot at?”
we do not wooo back, we screaming ab lil n-gga never who that
run up the bag, fill up the tank
cultivated, i get busy, no banks
pop a perky then we pour up the drank
woo, hot like summertime rocking a mink
hold up, (st-rdy) act bad
i might just bust me a dance move
i heard that it’s raining in cancun
stars in the wraith like we under the d-mn moon
roll up the ‘renzo we don’t do the bamboo
money, money, bring the racks in, if he got it then we taxin
my youngin k!ll em with the plastic
rest in peace that n-gga blastin
i pop a n-gga like an aspirin
pull up, speedin like a aston
choppa leave a n-gga past tense
i’m ab drippin’ with the fashion
i’m bout to shake up the city, i walk to the teller like “gimme”
bad boy, no diddy they know i run it up, gotta keep it with me n-gga
[chorus: purp da dealer]
back on the road, catching them flights
i’ma get money the rest of my life
rep for the 50s definitely right
my diamonds is cold, neck full of ice
i want it, i cop it no matter the price, hol up, wait
said i want it, i cop it no matter the price, hol up, wait

[verse 2: supa gates]
gang, feel like danny glover slide with two straps
in a tinted bentley throwing up the woo, praying one of these n-ggas f-cking woo back
saying he a suvy, man them n-ggas fruity
i miss shots, no n-gga, i don’t do that
30 on a cartier get your boo slapped
i can’t do it plain got it bust down
all of a sudden b-tches wanna f-ck now
you know we the opps, go lettin them shots go, they know what happened to woo
we don’t do leg shots, only do headshots, don’t let it happen to you
forever kiki, we spin on repeat, chevy just gave me a 3-peat
in a rush so i skrrt and i beep-beep
send the addy, she feenin to please me, gang!

- purp da dealer

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