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letra de hotboy - saint don

60 cold nights

i just run after the ball and need me a sack
like a defensive lineman
jump on the beat
then i p-ss on the beat
now i’m talking my sh-t and i’m rhyming
buy some diamonds i want some baguettes
remember i didn’t know what a patek was
me and the mob we started a family we had to go get it
we had to protect us
found me a jugg then i found me a lane
then i found what a check was
mama’ daddy’ gone so n-gga had to gone head’
gone head step up
we taking theses risks getting to many chances
we make them respect us
we keep poppin our sh-t
poppin our sh-t
b-tch you gotta respect us

hotboy like i’m weezy
hotboy like i’m turk
i believe in god
but n-gga gotta put that money first
jumped into that water like i’m baptized
like i joined a church
tired seeing n-ggas wear the same thang
finna make some merch
ayy
different designer
gotta watch out for the snakes
talking about anacondas
fish and the bowl
stuck my hand in that b-tch
got bit got caught by a piranha
working ain’t sweating theses b-tches
ain’t sweating theses n-ggas
i’m breakin
i’m sitting in the sauna
been that n-gga i had to remind them
switching the state
yeah i’m switching weather
i’m switching the climate

wake up grab my glock nine
my blunt n-gga let’s get it
ayy
first i took over my hood
then took over my city
theses n-ggas peons
lame as h-ll
i swear that none of them violent
puttin it on swear i be styling
half of theses hoes they say that i’m childish
hotboy like turk’
p-ssy ass n-gga can’t get no verse
when it’s war time you ain’t with it
take yo scary ass to church
i’m countin i’m k!llin the money machine
yo drank ain’t to right they cutting lean
smoke a n-ggas board day run up on me
i’m leaving the scene

- saint don

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