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letra de dwayne carter freestyle - russell!

[intro: lil’ wayne]
(this young tunechi in this b-tch, hold on, f-ck man, hold up, sh-t, hold up)

[verse: pryde]
yeah, yeah, ok
man, i got enemies and i don’t ever ask for beef, no
music industry don’t like me, they can’t manage me, no
i got cut by all these b-tches, they can’t bandage me, no
ey, i smoke too much, it’s good that this sh-t isn’t bad for me, no
i f-ck way too much, on s-x man i burn calories, oh
i got girls dressed crazy like this sh-t was halloween, oh
ey, yeah
don’t try to try me, got my fam’ behind me
smokin’ on that pine green and my high more than likely
they try to hate but they don’t ever see what i see, no
(you got it, you got it, you f-ckin’ got it, yeah)
hang this sh-t like you about to die
don’t know why
f-ckers try to test me i can’t even mind
it’s a curse, i got a tattoo placed right under my right eye
but gotta chill when dudes start trouble ‘cuz i’m blessed to do what i like, b-tch
i tell the truth and they lie, b-tch
d-a-double-d-y, b-tch
the bad one, yea that’s my b-tch
i just need me an island
i need a vacation ‘cuz this life got me impatient
i been workin’ ten years at this and these f-ckers keep on makin’ it harder for me to pop off
but we still on the same sh-t
we still own the umbrella, no matter how the rain gets
i could break an arm and leg on ’em and they just sprained sh-t
on my ’08, carter 3, lil’ wayne sh-t
and y’all ain’t sh-t, f-ck ’em they can’t say sh-t
i just f-cked her raw and she made me a friendship bracelet
i just rocked that ‘preme and all that richvale gear they can’t get
homie that’s that gildan but my bank account amazin’, amazin’
this that old and new testament
call up kendall jenner, grab a pepsi for these pessimists
got your favorite internet model text messagin’
kissin’ her forehead, my life, they couldn’t live a breath of it
i don’t care about these clones, b-tch
i got out the friendzone, b-tch
i just need me a grown b-tch
that do it all, got her own sh-t
oh sh-t

[bridge: pryde and mara]
still on that k!lla’ be the murder sh-t
they just try to beef, but we so blessed man it ain’t worth it, b-tch
(worth it b-tch)
(yeah, russel, yeah yeah, you know i got, yeah yeah)
still on that k!lla’ be the murder sh-t
they just try to beef, but we so blessed man it ain’t worth it, b-tch

[outro: pryde and mara]
you know what i came for
go down like a rainfall
baby won’t you love me (won’t you love me)
i’m ready to take off
so f-ck what they came for
want you to love me

- russell

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