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letra de threesome! - shingo!, surf, spaxx

[verse 1: surf]
shake ’em up, shake ’em up, bake ’em
gotta get the bread, i be bringing home the bacon
money not gon’ make itself, so i gotta make it
i just bought a panamera, b-tch, i’m finna race it
n-ggas act like babies, they so crazy and so lazy
i got all my demons on my shoulders, b-tch, come save me, ayy
my b-tch is a freak, i walk inside, she wanna taste me
keep my chopper loaded ‘case a n-gga wanna play me (b-tch)

[verse 2: shingo!]
i can take your bag if i wanna (yeah)
vvs diamonds cost a dime with a comma
better step back or you get dragged with the llama (bop)
b-tch, i don’t want you, f-ck your sister and your mama (yeah)
i ain’t got no time, you better miss me with that drama (yeah)
please do not run up, we stay packed like osama
bullets heat him up when he cold like a sauna (woo)
this n-gga flex fake, ain’t no tag on that collar

[verse 3: spaxx]
ayy, run up to your b-tch, she wanna date me, she crazy (uh)
she suck my d-ck if my memory got hazy, i’m fading (fading)
knock ya’ up side your head, baby got a b00boo
said your new sh-t hot, lately, you been p–poo
see that muzzle flash, stupid n-gga, say “cheese” (uh)
lifting steel tote, hit your ass, make you wheeze (uh)
f-ck with me, bust a trick and st–z (yeah)
doing drive-by’s, we call it a cool breeze
[verse 4: surf]
can’t f-ck with no basic b-tch, they all doin’ the same thing
n-ggas get to runnin’ when my semi start to bang, bang
all my n-ggas ride or die like we was in a chain gang
how the f-ck you win on me when we ain’t in the same game?
shawty had a fatty, make me do a double take
got my ak and ar, i call that a double date, yeah
diamonds dance like ballet, make him do the swan lake, yeah
she in good hands, gave your b-tch my allstate, yeah

[verse 5: shingo!]
step back, make a n-gga step back
chopper make a n-gga have a major setback
man, that n-gga keep on crying, he can’t have his neck back
sneak up on a n-gga, two-door coupe, jet black
ayy, kickin’, push that n-gga off the coast, that’s a fiasco (b-tch)
she gon’ keep on telling all those lies, but where the facts, ho? (yeah)
you a light weight, say you moving, where the pack though? (yeah)
we gon’ jump that n-gga, now his blood all on the plateau (b-tch)

[verse 6: spaxx]
boy, i’m finna turn into a truck freak, buck t–th (oh)
fists lay him out, i be knucking, bucking (oh)
please don’t interrupt while we f-cking, cucking (oh)
bands so cute, they make me feel ugly (d-mn)
b-tch, i’m cute as f-ck (what?)
my b-tch giving me kisses with her b-tt (what?)
your b-tch gon’ get stuck (what?)
hang ’em up and strut (what?)
we don’t give a f-ck (what?)
gang on your ass and you running out of luck (what?)

- shingo surf spaxx

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