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letra de “pockets talk loud” - raiikold vega

[intro]

yeah, b-tch, everybody out here lettin’ dumb sh-t breathe (yeah, b-tch!)
messin’ this sh-t up, f-ckin’ this sh-t up, just— (messy ass!)
yeah, n-gga, ayy (ayy, b-tch!)
uh, yeah (ohyeahitboy!)

[chorus]
stuffin’ fat-ass hundreds, pockets loud as f-ck (loud, b-tch!)
i got four pockets swollen, yours weak as f-ck (weak!)
i just bought some off the rack for a big-ass buck (big buck!)
p-ssy cappin’, that’s a whole goofy-ass duck, yeah (duck, ho!)
real sh-t, ain’t no fake in my rap, b-tch (facts!)
bad b-tch let me smack from the back, b-tch (smack, ho!)
she a bug, you can keep that annoying-ass gnat, b-tch (shoo!)
real young rich n-gga, yeah, i’m that, b-tch (i’m that!)

[verse]

blue-ass hundreds, pink-ass fifties in the bag (stuffed, b-tch!)
young n-gga got the blues but i ain’t sad, b-tch (never!)
skipped school, hatеd sittin’ in a class, b-tch (f-ck class!)
sippin’ juice got me glitchin’, goofy-ass laugh, b-tch (ha!)
d-mn, lil’ shawty look good but she bad, b-tch (finе!)
showed these n-ggas love — wish i never did that sh-t, b-tch (regret!)
told lil’ shawty, “i’m a dog off the leash,” b-tch (woof!)
i’m yellin’ “moneyy,” my team yellin’ “cashh,” b-tch (cashh!)
shoutout to my dentist got me screamin’ “racks,” b-tch (glee!)
your b-tch gon’ let me hit it for the free, b-tch (freebie!)
like a d-mn hurricane i’m blowin’ down these trees, b-tch (wind!)
take a n-gga main, put her right on her knees, b-tch (down!)
higher than a plane, smokin’ out the p, b-tch (up!)
kissin’ mary jane, can’t breathe, but it’s sweet, b-tch (gas!)
make her give me brain before i tell her she can leave, b-tch (bye!)
she ain’t even know i had a trick in my sleeve, b-tch (surprise!)
i been grindin’, still standin’ on my biz, b-tch (ten toes!)
i’ma keep it real, tell ’em what the f-ck it is, b-tch (truth!)
she want me to trick on her — that’s kid sh-t, b-tch (grow up!)
tricks for kids, b-tch, ain’t no trickin’ in my crib, b-tch (facts!)
all these rhymes off the head, no pen, b-tch (freestyle!)
last night i was geeked up heavy off the meds, b-tch (high!)
woke up this morning with two baddies in the bed, b-tch (what!?)
kicked ’em both out, then i ran and chased bread, b-tch (go!)
[chorus]
stuffin’ fat-ass hundreds, pockets loud as f-ck (loud!)
i got four pockets swollen, yours weak as f-ck, b-tch (weak!)
i just bought some off the rack for a big-ass buck (spend it!)
p-ssy cappin’, that’s a whole goofy-ass duck, b-tch (quack!)
real sh-t, ain’t no fake in my rap, b-tch (never!)
bad b-tch let me smack from the back, b-tch (smack!)
she a bug, you can keep that annoying-ass gnat, b-tch (shoo!)
real young rich n-gga, yeah, i’m that, b-tch (that!)

[outro]
blue-ass hundreds, pink-ass fifties in the bag, b-tch (bag!)
yeah, n-gga (yeah n-gga!)
young n-gga got the blues but i ain’t sad, b-tch (never sad!)
n-gga, gang, yeah (gang!)
uh (yeah!)
gang, gang, gang, gang (gang!)

- raiikold vega

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