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letra de gucci - sani elizabeth

i’m just a slayer living
i got to get it
i get it d-mn
i got them livid
you make a bag then split it
why is they testing me
testing my flows and they testing my bars
cause the last time that sh-t was this hard was when you got some d-ck in prison
saint elizabeth i have risen
don’t f-ck with birds and i don’t flock with pigeons
off the done you know that your sh-t was written
i am the best out of all of these women
k!lled every song that i been in
look good naked i don’t never need linen
i am the chef, these b-tches is chicken

ice the cone, now its been dripping
take the backseat you not whipping

verse 1:
when i decided i was rapping
way before these b-tches trapping
i was snapping, had a buzz like a beer i was packing
picking up where they lacking, i stay bragging
where my sword, im attacking
hoes soft like satin, b-tches chattin
i’m so dope, might f-ck around and get high
born in the stuy, chase dis music til i die
make me cry, suck it up
til’ they dry, f-cka shy
i do what i does and i gets by
these n-ggas lie
thats why they can’t have no slice of the pie
n-ggas wanna be business man but don’t own a tie
in atlanta they say i’m fye (fire)
ima ten you a five
i’m wet and you dry
get a jet then get fly

chorus:
gucci, prada (yeah)
that’s me coming thru
all these rubber bands
acting brand new
i gotta new crew
they come with att-tude
new york broad and chilling out in malibu
i got problems too
i got a shopping addiction, i need that and that too and that too
gucci, prada its nada
need a lambo f-cka honda

verse 2:
look at the watch
look at it spin
look at the time where have i been
pick up the bag, don’t let it fall
i need the weed go make the call
running red lights, call the law
i don’t like the court law
we be buying out the malls
we be chilling till we froze
yeah

i’m on the road
i gotta go..
lamb everywhere, she such a hoe
i’m in my zone, you could get zoed
i just rolled up in a rose, i just iced out my ring now i’m froze
man u know how dis goes sleeping on me, b-tch thats a no

hit up my b-tch on da celly
making moves at the telly
allot shrimp in my belly
my sh-t sing like beyonce, your sh-t sing like kelly
i get the bread from the deli, i need it hot and ready
i like it just nice and steady, this bag way too way too heavy
who these hoes wanna be

ed, edd or eddy

n-gga i’m iced up
i been piped up
you got a hype man
you hyped up, get ya life up, get ya likes up
you don’t get singles, you wifed up
i’m so juicy
life a movie
netflix and chill, in the jacuzzi b-tch

who you judging n-gga judy?
i’m in a bad mood, b-tch i’m moody
eat the cookie
she bad and bouji

i don’t do drugs, i’m super sober
these hoes finna be over the time is closer
i get busy and i’m litty, i need milli’s
start a business, run a city, buy a country
n-gga i’m hungry

- sani elizabeth

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