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letra de tesla - shad da god

[chorus]
she just popped a piece of that tesla
she want me to f-ck her like a wrestler, ooh yeah
i’m putting that fn on her dresser
i was slapping that fn on her dresser
are you lost in my sauce, i’m kinda lost in your sauce, yeah
i don’t know what to do when i [?] let it boss
she said, next time we f-ck you better not take them chains off
she said, next time we f-ck you better not take them rings off, god

[verse 1]
she say god leave it all on
you the only one got some n-ggas i can call on
you gon’ f-ck me then pull out, you do it all wrong
’cause last time you was on that perc, you stayed from night to the morn’
i’m in the truck sipping red like it’s red wine
hallucinating, i’m ’bout to say everything came to my mind
b-tch your appearance is a ten and your grind a dime
you can get designer [?] and we can go wine and dine
i’ma slow the coupe down when we smokin’, ain’t gotta speed this time
you keep that sh-t too g with me, i gotta go gucci sign
you want them motherf-ckin’ christian louboutins or porcupines
you tryna get stone cold stunner, you say it’s bed time

[verse 2]
and your sh-t was busting
she say keep your vs’s on you while we f-cking
ooh, i got them chains, them rings, the watch
ooh, i came right off the block, ooh, maison flip flops
ooh, on the way back from the pill, shad done turn it up a notch
let’s go to miami, let’s play the ocean blocks
let’s go play the kylie blocks, then let’s go play that washington block, ooh
lax pounds, gelato in the drop, ooh
come in to fairfax let’s smoke it without the top fool
tried to took my weight from god, i had that glock on me
(?) with my thot for having too much guap on me
now i ain’t ever played for no football team
but she want me to tackle her

- shad da god

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