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letra de ego - shotty horroh

[hook]
oh my f-cking ego, oh my f-cking ego
got me feeling like i’m golden rolling with my people
oh my f-cking ego, oh my f-cking ego
got me rolling round this motherf-cker like im debo

[verse 1]
rolling round this motherf-cking punk
felling god like
f-ck them rappers they don’t know what happened they just talk right
he said that, she said he said that
heard that all night
give a f-ck, i’m the sh-t
we don’t care about your life
every f-cking interview view
want to know my inner views
what’s the sh-t i’m thinking when i’m chilling in my living room
women nude, big old spliffs and shrooms
sipping gin & juice
big chacuzi in a swimming pool
the sh-t you didn’t do
ego big as deebo
b-tches say i’m narcissistic
yeah you’re f-cking right hoe
head so big it’s hard to miss it
we don’t give a f-ck
that’s what happens when your fathers missing
sympathy and injury, that’s a f-cking heart condition
did you see me?
did you dig that?
f-ck about with no chit chat
i was broke then you weren’t with that
since i came out if those p-ss flaps
it was all work, we didn’t sit back
didn’t help out or -ssists that
but now they won’t give me my d-ck back
dig that

[hook]
oh my f-cking ego, oh my f-cking ego
got me feeling like i’m golden rolling with my people
oh my f-cking ego, oh my f-cking ego
got me rolling round this motherf-cker like im debo

[verse 2]
got hollywood hoe type diva b-tch
no arms length we don’t speak this sh-t
i don’t really care if she knows this tounge
as long as she tounges this p-n-s tip
b-tch don’t talk when the weed is lit
oh, there i go with my ego trip
m.o.s.h f-ck you life
mosh for life, we the sh-t
she asked me why i’m so mean
asked me why i’m so cold
i guess it’s down to those streets
guess it’s down to those roads
cause i was raised up in that harphurs
f-ck should i be kind for?
they didn’t like me yesterday
you should try and rewind more
i don’t even like the storm but they said i won’t do this sh-t
now i’m popping bottles on them just so i can prove this sh-t
we do what the f-ck we want, p-ssing off the music biz
tell them labels f-ck themselves, we don’t need to do this sh-t
god life, zues living, all night, two women
on my jfk visit, riding around with the roof missing
hold up, let me roll up, while i turn my f-cking nose up
i’m about to go unzip my f-cking jeans and show them [?] singing

[hook]
oh my f-cking ego, oh my f-cking ego
got me feeling like i’m golden rolling with my people
oh my f-cking ego, oh my f-cking ego
got me rolling round this motherf-cker like im debo

- shotty horroh

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