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letra de playground 2 - russ millions

[intro: mr w.o.t]
mktheplug
crudddd
muaddd

[chorus]
got more bands than your parents
gyaldem say that they love my appearance
got-got ’nuff corn, man’s sharin’
it’s a bag-five for the jeans man’s wearin’
but, they know what i got
whoosh, what? your belly got shot
back this and three these shots
bang that dot, make man body pop

[verse 1]
yo, are you gonna back your cuz?
them man hid so their cuz got bun
man got bun up
cuz got done up
your home got spun up
make man lean if i lean with gun
boy, don’t run, this sh-t’s fun
mum best pray for her son
she looks good with a two bore tongue
i wanna put man’s face on a shirt
my opps don’t learn
the friendship’s weak so the bridge got burnt
drive that boat, let’s get tu’n
them man are moist, i’m not concerned
skengman, fill up the pipe with worms
get rushed down, you must be burst
that’s your b-tch, i hit that first
need a mic like jada
let my vv’s dance for a hater
’nuff gunshots for a traitor
when i see you, n0body can save ya
big russ, not marga
i still got a crush on zara
top 10 original charter
i’m main course, them man are some starter
can’t hang up yourself like i
you would’ve tu’n pack but i gave man a blind
reject who keeps switchin’ sides
so many blocks, can’t find this guy
no street boxin’, no kickboxin’
burst man’s skin
air this out, run with the wind
why do they talk like they ain’t been chinged?

[chorus]
got more bands than your parents
gyaldem say that they love my appearance
got-got ’nuff corn, man’s sharin’
it’s a bag-five for the jeans man’s wearin’

[verse 2]
i might haffi tu’n up the council flat
f-ckin’ tramp, can’t pay his tax
russ got racks, big racks, that’s facts
i made this yute and it’s only facts
got bopped in your face, i can’t forget that
trouble plus you ran from —
you left your car, i can’t respect that
got big-big waps to open head backs
when i see him, on god, it’s lit
bricks left you for a chick, you’re a ritz
can’t come ’round in your ’04 plate
whip got matchin’ sticks, which one should i pick?
bro, your whole life’s sh-t
back that wap but he didn’t use it
what is your shoes? stick to the music
i’m on all of them, don’t confuse it
but, they know what i got
whoosh, what? your belly got shot
back this and three these shots
bang that dot, make man body pop

[chorus]
got more bands than your parents
gyaldem say that they love my appearance
got-got ’nuff corn, man’s sharin’
it’s a bag-five for the jeans man’s wearin’
but, they know what i got
whoosh, what? your belly got shot
back this and three these shots
bang that dot, make man body pop

- russ millions

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