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letra de oreo (clean) - shotgun willy

[intro: bobby mcferrin]
here’s a little song i wrote
you might want to sing it note for note
don’t worry
be happy

[chorus: yung craka & shotgun w-lly]
can i get your digits? bring some friends for all the bros
i’m suckin’ toes like they be oreos
you already know
i said you already know, huh? ayy!

[verse 1: shotgun w-lly]
got all this paper, i don’t go to class
shorty look good in them double-stuffed pants
shoe made of gator, so i’ll see you later
ya’ boy made the fader, all you make is trash, uh
she only a five in her face
so her head get a bag and my time don’t get waste, uh
give me a time and a placе
and i’m pulling up fast ’cause my tongue like thе taste
ooh, how do you do that?
keepin’ it wavy, like durags
make me your ex-man, like hugh jack’
i can’t be your boo, i’m like who that?
got so much drip, you kids might need a hoodie
said i’m out here buzzin’, but i got a woody
i’m runnin’ the show, but i feel like a rookie
and i’m suckin’ toes like they’re milk’s favorite cookie

[chorus: yung craka]
can i get your digits? bring some friends for all the bros
i’m suckin’ toes like they be oreos
you already know
can i get your digits? bring some friends for all the bros
i’m suckin’ toes like they be oreos
you already know

[verse 2: shotgun w-lly]
ayy, you already know
ayy, pull up in a robe, ayy
pink as this, i steal his chick
she ride me, rodeo, ayy
water how i flow, ayy
coca-cola nose, ayy
stack it quick, i’m getting rich
you see me do-si-do, ayy
huh? what do you mean i can’t see your kitty?
and i’m counting up green in the middle of the city
and i’m rocking nike, but the fit is looking iffy
i can’t hit that chick ’cause i just been so busy
she grab on my stick and said, “this little piggy”
while out in public they say, “you shotgun w-lly”
just call me the kid, got a tattoo of billy
i wanna have kids with a chick hot as chili, huh?
you already know though
why all these randoms want a photo?
tip-toe, no, we don’t like po-po
pulling up, iced out, feel like frozone
i been bagging all these chicks, like i’m frodo
catch me whippin’ out my (ooh), like a yo-yo
and her man is a bum, he a hobo
matrix in the whip going slow-mo, woah yo’, oh no

[chorus: yung craka]
can i get your digits? bring some friends for all the bros
i’m suckin’ toes like they be oreos
you already know (yeah)
can i get your digits? bring some friends for all the bros
i’m suckin’ toes like they be oreos
you already know

- shotgun willy

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