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letra de alicia key$ / 50 dime bag$ - sickboyrari

[verse 1: black kray]
b-tch hit me up told me that i roll sh-t
i hit her back and said b-tch you better l!ck the d-ck
ridin’, ridin’ round town ain’t got sh-t to do
my d-ck was h-lla soft i nutted on her gucci shoes
80 dime bags boomin’ like alicia keys
10 b-tches, coke wh0res, sniffing h-lla keys
i ain’t trippy but my n-gga be on lsd
red eyes, gold t–th, tell me that ain’t st–z
pull up on a college b-tch and take her to mickey d’s
numba 8, large fries, dolla sweet tea
gold hair, gold chain just like ice-t
food on my black frames then i hit the treez
hit the refill, my girlfriend look like queen latifah
in the ’80s, i’m a f-cking 90’s baby
try to jack my f-cking st–z b-tch you must bе crazy
i’m a lazy ass n-gga when i’m beat my d-ck

[chorus: black kray]
80 dime bagz boomin’ likе alicia keys
80 dime bagz boomin’ like alicia keys
80 dime bagz boomin’ like alicia keys
10 coke wh0res, sniffing dirty keys
80 dime bagz boomin’ like alicia keys
80 dime bagz boomin’ like alicia keys
80 dime bagz boomin’ like alicia keys
10 coke wh0res, sniffing dirty keys
[sample]

[verse 2: chris travis]
b-tches on my d-ck ’cause they know i got the lean
black kray and chris travis b-tch that’s h-lla st–z
got my n-gga ethelwulf rolling up the green
got my fingers all sticky stirring up that pink
‘n-gga what’s in yo cup’ what the f-ck you think
got his b-tch on my d-ck asking for a drink
and f-ck you posing ass n-ggas always tryna scheme
hoe this how we live n-gga what the f-ck you mean
shake junt, shake junt when i’m on the scene
drink might be purple or it might be green
ion really give a f-ck ’bout what you n-ggas think
just leave me alone before i get that bean
i’m ’bout f-cking b-tches and illegal things
me and my n-ggas we be chilling playing saints row 3
shake junt, shake junt, what the f-ck you mean
shake junt, shake junt, b-tch we ’bout that green

[chorus: black kray]
80 dime bagz boomin’ like alicia keys
80 dime bagz boomin’ like alicia keys
80 dime bagz boomin’ like alicia keys
10 coke wh0res, sniffing dirty keys
80 dime bagz boomin’ like alicia keys
80 dime bagz boomin’ like alicia keys
80 dime bagz boomin’ like alicia keys
10 coke wh0res, sniffing dirty keys
[verse 3: ethelwulf]
we all up in the party h-lla hard we got the bars
the b-tches fiending and they all wanna be p-rnstars
i took her to the car ’cause i didn’t park far
we hit the store to re-up on tips and to get bars
an now she falling hard tryna f-ck me in the car
she high as f-ck she do not know where the f-ck, we are
my fingers got the scars dime bagz selling hard
i’m in the melting serving ’cause the sacks selling far
and n-ggas know about it ’cause its thrax to the tar
we smoking where we are, windowing out of the stars
i’m banging sh-t h-lla hard, 80 sacks for the calls
and i should get an applause for the way i get her drawls
and i ain’t even tryna throw no salt up on yo seasonin’
but boy i be the reason yo b-tch is always creepin’
so next time she tell ya ‘not tonight’ she feelin’ sleepy
you should take a listen to my bedroom squeakin’
biitchhhhh

- sickboyrari

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