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letra de "wysg '93" - shawn chrystopher

[verse 1]
what’s your sign girl?
i’m lookin at your thighs girl
you tryina be my girl?
well keep tryin girl
unless you a bad b-tch
maybe then i’m cool wit it cool it
i’mma act a fool with it
girl i don’t care who hit it, who hit it
before me, i know that you adore me
you came here to get high
luckily i got more tree, more tree
i spit floetry, real n-ggas call raps
the fragrance of my cadence
have you layin down on you back like that
i know you work late
you stayin up late
but you got up early
b-tch you gotta get yo hair straight
started f-ckin ’cause yo head straight
stopped cause the bed makes
too much noise, baby got a roommate
call a n-gga when you finish wit the food date (hold up)
tell a n-gga drop you at my place
4 digit code for the front gate
5 digit number call cause the s-x great
6 digit bank account got you in the first place (hold up)
the homie got a function
you know the sh-t is jumpin
black girls actin like white b-tches, it’s nothin
i’m at the liquor bank
what you think girl grey goose straight
you made it through eliminidate
now it’s bout to be a room raid (hold up)
you said you live on century
well i’m kicking on slauson
she said “just take the 105”
b-tch i don’t drive that sh-t often

[hook]
what’s your sign girl
i’m looking at your thighs girl
you tryna be my girl?
well keep tryin girl
unless you a bad b-tch
maybe then i’m cool with it cool it
i’mma act a fool with it
girl i don’t care who hit it, who hit it

[verse 2]
we kick it like 4 feet
watching kobe with the floor seats
k!lled it you need more sheets
only know i left cause the door squeaks
i love you alone girl
but do you got a home girl?
excuse me, i’m in the zone girl
but, you got pictures in yo phone girl
i know you seen her naked
what y’all was both faded, faded
you still ain’t talked about it
but you wished that u taped it, taped it
you wish you was taken
i wish you quit playing
don’t bullsh-t a real n-gga
draped down in hilfiger

[hook 2]
what’s your sign girl
i’m lookin at your thighs girl
you tryna be my girl?
well keep tryin girl
unless you a bad b-tch
maybe then i’m cool wit it cool it
i’mma act a fool with it
girl i don’t care who hit it, who hit it
before me, i know that u adore me
you came here to get high
luckily i got more tree, more tree
i spit floetry, real n-ggas call raps
the fragrance of my cadence
have you layin down on you back like that

- shawn chrystopher

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