letra de elegant - rmc mike
[intro]
b-tch
(his name’s pablo)
[verse]
a hundred m’s in cash, that’s my f-ckin’ move
tried to finesse the rap game ’cause the hustle new
f-ck a hundred thousand dollars, i done touched a few
got your b-tch high off of percocets and jungle juice
sh-t, i’m makin’ pape’ easy like one and two
at the bank cashin’ fake checks, go and run it through
n-gga used to be dumb game, now i got hundreds too
i ate that p-ssy from the back, got her cummin’ too
seven thousand dollar gucci ‘fit just to shoot in it
groupie b-tch tryna f-ck me sober, she got two minutes
i can’t lie, that p-ssy fire so i blew in it
promoter had to book me and my glock, i snuck two in it
big flint just got that contract, they offered two m’s
young n-gga f-cked the paper up like i’m lou will
i don’t need my love reciprocated, keep it too real
done made a lot of fire-ass music off that blue pill
hey, i’m talkin’ thirties, n-gga
b-tch gon’ f-ck me off my name, i’m not a thirsty n-gga
ballcap, louis v, it’s like virgil did it
conversation went well with ghazi, just words of wisdom
opps in my block, in the ‘cat, we had to park that b-tch
caught his mans sittin’ in the car before he start that b-tch
finna take ’em deep east to get a bag for sale
sippin’ on some dinosaur juice, n-gga, dragon tail
in order for me to win, n-gga, i had to fail
b-tch, i paid a hundred for this eighthie, better pass the l
i was good at whippin’, good dope bag itself
when you makin’ pape’ everyday, that sh-t stash itself
i’m a future millionaire, came from public housin’
wasn’t nothin’ in the crib but a bunch of ounces
now i’m one of the hottest in the streets, n-gga, go and announce it
sauce, i’m done with this beat, you can go on and bounce it
psych, i’m back, b-tch
givin’ out some dope bars like it’s crack, b-tch
i like gettin’ my d-ck sucked by a fat b-tch
fifty bmg got so much power, made me backflip
unc’ want a whole ounce of h, i sold him catnip
we got a wild relationship, me and saks fifth
i can’t have no b-tch on go, she gotta act stiff
i had to f-ck her best friend, now she act sick
that’s a dead moment, had to close the curtain on that ho
dog actin’ like he real but he workin’ on the low
you gotta check him for a wire, i think dog work for the folks
you can keep that red sh-t if it’s some purple on the floor
i need that
i sent cuddy ass a bird, he sent me three back
they say they lookin’ for a n-gga, i’m where the streets at
pullin’ up on any problem i got like where the beef at?
i’m finna put dog ass to sleep, he need a cpap
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