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letra de sandcastles - ray vaughn & ab-soul

[intro: ray vaughn]
i shoot

[verse 1: ray vaughn]
i hang with a whole lot of ostriches (uh)
usin’ our fam, i’m quick to block a b-tch (block)
i’m oozin’ with confidence (huh)
i might buy a continent (yeah)
uh, the golden child, either way, i’m still the man of the house
my b-tch want flowers on valentine’s day, i told her she should start plantin’ ’em now
never watch cosby, but i watch bill
all them free lunches turned into mills
my brother in orange, he want an appeal
they openin’ cases, deal or no deal
my birth certificate say, “silent hill”
l.a. county said my bounty get k!lled
the sh-t they can’t stomach, who took bad pills?
we livin’ to die and dyin’ to livе, b-tch
[chorus: ray vaughn]
had to check my b-tch (my b-tch)
county checks and wic (wic)
blew a bag in niеman’s (in nieman’s)
f-cked around and glitched (glitched)
hot sauce on my fish (on my fish)
new ass for my b-tch (for my b-tch)
turnt up off a l!ck
the lil’ homie just glitched

[verse 2: ray vaughn]
ayy, the lil’ homie got five hundred when he ran it up off edd
a year later, he back broke, robbin’ white folks out in beverly
all f’s on my report card, got a list full of felonies
better learn to choose your words better, that’s the quickest way to put your life in jeopardy
sh-t, the corn man could get it too
probably bury more if we drew
i be at the corner store like apu
i was twenty-five when i ate n0bu
i pushed through, i pushed through
if i let you tell it, i’m ‘posed to fail
all of the homies are dead or in jail
mcdonald’s sprite, i’m strong as h-ll, b-tch

[chorus: ray vaughn & ab-soul]
had to check my b-tch (my b-tch)
county checks and wic (wic)
blew a bag in nieman’s (in nieman’s)
f-cked around and glitched (glitched)
hot sauce on my fish (on my fish)
new ass for my b-tch (for my b-tch)
turnt up off a l!ck (ayy)
the lil’ homie just glitched (man, soulo)
[verse 3: ab-soul]
get off my d-ck unless you thick
naked and great with your lips
i got a lot of patience, but don’t keep me waitin’, that ain’t it
the roster is crazy like insane jamaicans, ain’t tellin’ no lie
got some shottas lookin’ forward to slide
not in the sandbox, but your block
text went green, i thought i was blocked
but i was not, nah, she was up on a yacht
makin’ a play with an athlete on a team, i cannot say
that’s a hustle i cannot knock, i respect the game, b-tch
he trickin’ the main, what more can i say? it’s another glitch in the matrix

[bridge: ray vaughn & ab-soul]
got it out the mud and made a sandcastle (making sandcastles)
f-ck that sh-t (f-ck that sh-t)
before i go to sleep, i check my front and back door (back door)
can’t trust that b-tch

[chorus: ray vaughn]
had to check my b-tch (my b-tch)
county checks and wic (wic)
blew a bag in nieman’s (in nieman’s)
f-cked around and glitched (glitched)
hot sauce on my fish (on my fish)
new ass for my b-tch (for my b-tch)
turnt up off a l!ck
the lil’ homie just glitched

- ray vaughn ab soul

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