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letra de halle berry - since99

[intro]
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
hallelujah
i feel like halle berry signin hallelujah

[chorus]
halle berry, hallelujah
i poured acorn seal up in my [?]
finna aim like a target, i’m shootin’ right through ya
had to go pass her off to knew [?]
i posted vishnu and krishna [?]
i got a uzi i stick with a shoota
[?] jeans and they are filled up with gouda
making a play i feel like i’m [?]
your b-tch wanna go take a trip to aruba
she suckin’ me up like a motherf-ckin’ roomba
you’re talkin’ that sh-t now we gotta go do ya
had to walk down on her man [?]
said he with the sh-ts but he just been actin
[?] taxin [?]
and i feel [?] like cause i’m never lacking

[verse]
like the government b-tch i get to the trackin’
you steady be talkin to [?]
i’ve been smokin on [?]
he done fell off [?]
i done tailed off now i’m passin
sh-t hurt think i need an aspirin
count it up i’mma bring me rackend
count it up i’mma bring me packend
these p-ssies be talking and making assumptions
and i know that they cappin’
and i know when they’re kizzy
walk round town and i’mma carry that bl!cky
finna walk down town while smoking on sticky
finna move that pound when i’m in my city
steady hitting my cell now they look sh-tty
i’m in her walls and i’m all in her [?]
said he takin calls [?]
had a ball cause i ain’t even [?]
posted up in houston b-tch i feel like i’m whitney
[?]
cryin’ you lookin like britney
head when i’m dizzy
i’ve been gettin that bread that’s why i’ve been actin like i’ve been busy
hit him with the fye he got third degree burn
boutta go up this four by six i’ve been aiming at his perm
i saw you down bad in the crib
you was smokin up on some sherm
and if they steady talkin’ crazy i turn him to david stern
yeah you live and you learn
[chorus]
halle berry, hallelujah
i poured acorn seal up in my [?]
finna aim like a target, i’m shootin’ right through ya
had to go pass her off to knew [?]
i posted vishnu and krishna [?]
i got a uzi i stick with a shoota
[?] jeans and they are filled up with gouda
making a play i feel like i’m [?]
your b-tch wanna go take a trip to aruba
she suckin’ me up like a motherf-ckin’ roomba
you’re talkin’ that sh-t now we gotta go do ya
had to walk down on her man [?]
said he with the sh-ts but he just been actin
[?] taxin [?]
and i feel [?] like cause i’m never lacking

[outro]
never lacking

- since99

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