letra de don’t call me fake - sancho domingo
oooh you can’t call me
call me what u want don’t call me oh
call me what u want don’t call me fake
i beat the soda n da powder to a paste
i put it on my tooth lemme get a taste
ok
call me what u want don’t call me fake (rebelgang)
i was friends wit u by mistake (by mistake b–ch)
you thought u could treat me any type of way (type of way)
no player the game don’t go that way (nah b–ch)
no
you can’t call me fake (you can’t call me fake)
call me what you want don’t call me fake (you can’t call me fake)
and shorty we was only f–kin by mistake (by mistake)
and all u n—az was my homies only by mistake
i’m in a mansion wit a bad b–ch feeding me grapes (b–ch)
u pu–y n—az still in da streets fightin for steak
n—az mad cuz i veered off and i did my own thang
never need a label/b–ch i bought my own chain
the resistance is pullin me away
told my friends i’ll never change
yea i will never change
through the words i can feel the pain
b–ch i feel the pain
intelligent monsoon/in da club make it rain
never made love to a groupie a– b-tch
always made love to a benji and a brick
she wanna do the drugs while a n—a blow a spliff
i’m countin all dis guap while she l!ck on da tip
dis s–t i live for
dis s–t i slave for
everyday through da weekend/you know i’m gonna sin
and i’m bringing my friends/that’s plus 10
you know we gon win
and i’ll do this s–t til the end
call me what you want don’t call me fake (you can’t call me fake)
i was friends wit you by mistake (by mistake b–ch)
you thought you could treat me any type of way (no you can’t)
nah player the game don’t go that way (lil n—a)
no
you can’t call me fake (can’t call me fake)
call me what you want don’t call me fake (#rebelgang)
and shorty we was only f–kin by mistake (by mistake)
and all u n—az was my homies only by mistake
yea f–kin by mistake yea
made you take a plan b by the next day yeah (next day b–ch)
how much n—az hate yea that’s how much we make yea (what we make)
how much they hate yea only motivates (motivation)
cuz you know i got my 40 cal pointed to ya face (boom boom boom)
after i pull it off yea off my f–kin waist (off my waist)
ok ok u can never call me fake (nah)
i’m da realest n—a in da f–kin ill state (815 s–t)
uptop/jacqblokk
and we countin all dis guap
and gettin all deez knots yeah (all deez knots)
i’m fightin off this writer’s block ok (writer’s block)
cuz these words are from off top (off top)
where i’m from (lil b–ch)
815
uh i just got a case of more chrome
them desert eagle / dem fo foes
got yo b–ch in my photos
sumo savage he’ll shoot 4
he’ll spray up yo car door
i’m riding round for the cheese cuz i need the green
avocado
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- letra de yalnız adam - sibel egemen
- letra de montaña rusa - tato quesada
- letra de viselemils #1 - milsener
- letra de fish love - kiplemore
- letra de adam's song - future idiots
- letra de beichte - chima ede
- letra de pineapple under the sea - plastic alexx
- letra de free - lagarian