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letra de troll you + - santo bands

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[intro]
b-tch
biaaatch
b-tch b-tch
b-tch b-tch
aye polo boy shawty on it biaatch!

hook
i be rocking with my soldiers
they coming through with boulders
they bowling
swear we catching anybody talking
you rolling
bye-bye b-tch i don’t know you
troll you
no i can’t ever ever hold you
oh you
bye-bye baby i got sticks on me
i got lotta d-ck to f-ck his b-tch up
you got lots of shots i bet you ain’t gonna hit nun’
ima put her -ss on blast like a big gun!

[bridge 1]
why your mind on my pay stubs?
b-tch un-un i can’t contain you
why they crying for me?
i don’t know i can’t save them
he up in that courtroom writing all the statements

verse 1]
we gonna have to come through make him meet his maker!
22 shots in this glock its on sight!
make that young n-gg- go
bye-bye!
ima crush you one on one
you want a fair fight!
young n-gg- flexing
you gonna lose your stripes!
smoking on jet
im outta sight
k!ll his -ss dead watch me do it with the 9
running outta time
ran outta life

[bridge 2]
aye this that real shit!
aye turn that light back on!

[verse 2]
walk in they resident you know im charged up!
4’s in this shit know i had to double up!
why you trying to talk?
i don’t care what you saying
i gots lots of bread
in my pockets they staying
link up with me one on one im not j’ing!
i don’t f-ck with him that n-gg- acting like a lady
i don’t wanna touch you baby you might got the rabies!
b-tch im shooting shots out mercedes!

[bridge 3]
why your mind on my paper?
n-gg-s mad i got paper!
why they trying me if they know i got the gwap?
why they trying me if they know i got the savior?

[verse 3]
why they trying me like i won’t tear them apart?
full on blitz so you know that i be lasting
swear to god she thick aye i ain’t even g-ssing
if i get the ball n-gg- i ain’t even p-ssing

[bridge 4]
yeah i got a lot of pay stuff
un-un i can’t contain you
baby you know ima troll you
throw you
bye-bye b-tch i got sticks on me
i got lots of d-ck to f-ck his b-tch up
yeah
where the sticks at?
i got lotta d-ck to f-ck his b-tch yeah

[hook]
i be rocking with my soldiers
they coming through with boulders
they bowling
swear we catching anybody talking
you rolling
bye-bye b-tch i don’t know you
troll you
no i can’t ever ever hold you
oh you
bye-bye baby i got sticks on me
i got lotta d-ck to f-ck his b-tch up
you got lots of shots i bet you ain’t gonna hit nun’
ima put her -ss on blast like a big gun!

[outro]
ayee
yeah yeah!

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