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letra de cookies - shakewell

[intro]
mtm, hit ’em with the heat

[chorus]
been pourin’ the wok up, it all that i needed (okay)
lil’ shorty bad and conceited (okay)
b-tch, i’m the plug, don’t ask what i need
i pick the nugs out the tree (yeah)
i keep a glock in my handbag
ain’t kick the cup, where my drink at? (sip)
pack it up, i can ship it to you
be the bankerman, keep a dozen ruger (pap, pap, pap!)
been pourin’ the wok up, it all that i needed (okay)
lil’ shorty bad and conceited (okay)
b-tch, i’m the plug, don’t ask what i need (yeah)
i pick the nugs out the tree
i keep a glock in my handbag
ain’t kick the cup, where my drink at? (sip)
pack it up, i can ship it to you
be the bankerman, keep a dozen ruger (pap, pap, pap!)

[verse]
save me the eighth of the indoor
i just keep movin’ ten packs of the outdoor
why you keep askin’ what an ounce for?
if you don’t know me, don’t call on my trap door (no)
not once a month, b-tch that’s every week (yeah)
choppers ‘gon play, then i let it scream (okay)
spend my green hunnids, got blues on me (i did)
i need a plug on some good og (sip)
send me the play, that’s a good key
i just hit a l!ck, four hunnid and i’m still lookin’ (i’m still lookin’)
hunnid off rap and i’m still juggin’
fam gotta eat, in the kitchen, so i’m still cookin’ (still cookin’)
not once a month, b-tch that’s every day
xd and glock .40, let it spray
kudos gon’ run ’em down, broad day
“have gun – will travel,” any state (sip)
i keep propane on me, hank hill (haha-ha)
shameless money, movin’ all them pain pills
i pop a 30, got pain still
shooters hangin’, bangin’ out the windowsill (boom-boom, boom!)
don’t say no name, if you do you get shanked (haha-ha)
snitches and triflin’ hoes, sh-t that i hate
hoes and them thots, that’s that sh-t that i love
slow walk in the bank, i be off all them drugs (sip)

[chorus]
been pourin’ the wok up, it all that i needed
lil’ shorty bad and conceited (okay)
b-tch, i’m the plug, don’t ask what i need
i pick the nugs out the tree (yeah)
i keep a glock in my handbag
ain’t kick the cup, where my drink at? (sip)
pack it up, i can ship it to you
be the bankerman, keep a dozen ruger (pap, pap, pap!)
been pourin’ the wok up, it all that i needed
lil’ shorty bad and conceited (okay)
b-tch, i’m the plug, don’t ask what i need
i pick the nugs out the tree (yeah)
i keep a glock in my handbag
ain’t kick the cup, where my drink at? (sip)
pack it up, i can ship it to you
be the bankerman, keep a dozen ruger (pap, pap, pap!)

- shakewell

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