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letra de 41 - shabazz pbg

[chorus]
n-ggas keep calling me lucky
probably cause i shoot from half court
and still get the bucket
rollie 41 n-gga i might flood it
see you totin’ lil n-gga you ain’t bussin’
i got two b-tches with me and they bustin’
straight out the wrapper like cali-og
how’s that your b-tch and she f-ckin’ with me
send that lil hoe to cali for a week
yellow gold on me i look like a bee
i mix the perc with codeine just to sleep
go to baltimore n-gga over east
pakk boy gang we don’t eat b-tch we feast
in school i had my .380 in my fleece
don’t talk to new n-ggas they f-ck with police
slide on the porch lil n-gga it’s not lease
plug in miami n-gga f-ck a beach

[verse 1]
i just cashed out on my mothaf-ckin’ feet
lil b-tch from france she say ‘bon appet-t’
look at her wrist patek patek
lil n-gga i dab out respect
i got diamonds on my mothaf-ckin’ neck
i got a bad b-tch in a jex
i just f-cked on your lil hoe she was wet
go to arcade diamonds dripping keep sweatin’
i’m in designer used to wear the same clothes
me and my brothers f-cking on the same hoes
i had to switch it up now a n-gga might be f-cking your main hoe
i’m in the coupe the same color as mango
pull up on a n-gga block let that thang go
that is a draco that’s not a cargo
burn a beat if they try to hit me with arsin
n-ggas be p-ssy miss me with the nonsense
used to be broke now a n-gga got auctions
touchdown with the work quarterback option
i’m on percocets i mellow with oxy
lil b-tch p-ssy wet that sh-t like a faucet
panamera and that b-tch sit in offset
order a thousand ones watch me pop em

[chorus]

[verse 2]
i just f-cked on my lil hoe from northeast
ten grams of molly and og on me
i got on gucci she wear chanel
hundred round chopper on me in the benz
i’m the one settin’ the trends
blow through that money like a f-cking fan
clean molly that sh-t came in time
i f-ck your b-tch two times and i vanish
b-tch call me ‘papi’ like a n-gga spanish
i popped two perc-tens now i’m jammin’
i had to switch it up
now i pour a four inside of the fanta
i got a glock on me it ain’t jammin’
i got a glock on me in the phantom
this song got all the stripper b-tches dancing
you ain’t tippin’ these b-tches think i’m scammin’
these n-ggas b-tches n-gga thought i told you
talking to the feds taking pictures
all these lil n-ggas they be foldin’
told you all them lil n-ggas was some posers
i got a bad b-tch and she pullin’ up in a rover
whoo! shabazz n-gga!
one call and it’s over

[chorus]

- shabazz pbg

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