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letra de phase 2 - since99

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[intro]
dante
skoozi

[chorus]
if you want that beef we serve him a platter
then i’mma go fry him and dip him in batter
smoking on leaf i’m flying to saturn
i’m rolling a fronto i’m making it fatter
strap on a ray gun i’m attorney to matter
sipping on tech i feel it in my bladder
i call him tourette’s he in love with that chatter
sl!ck with my words like a cat in the hatter
laying ’em down like a mat
stuck like a tat
i got these b-tches on tap
i barely even do rap
but when i do, they put it right on the map
they put it right on the map
sippin’ on syrup and smoking on sap
feeling like uzi that b-tch is a rat
pourin’ up purple i’m sippin’ on act

[verse 1]
keep it like urkel i’m pourin’ up purple
i be fried as h-ll when i pull up to class
hoppin’ on [?] four off the drink then i might just go f-ck around and maybe crash
if you want smoke, then i might pull up on ’em with that pokeball just like i’m ash
he gonna choke, we ’bout to throw him a pass and he ain’t even gonna go catch
feeling like dash i’ll be there in a flash
smoking deciduous forest i’m smoking on hash
feel like jimmy gotta blast
you smoking on sore and you know that i’m smoking on gas
[verse 2]
b-tch i’ll be there in a minute, maybe a second
i remember all them days like eleven
you switching sides you been looking live kevin
breaking ties at the 7-eleven
feeling like doo-wop, i got that gucci bandana
yuh
i hop in your store i hop in your store i feel like i’m johnny cabana
i’m pourin’ a four i’m pourin’ a four i mix it right up with the fanta
ain’t going on tour ain’t going on tour i still haven’t been to atlanta
been on the court hasheem thabeet
poppin’ a pill i do not sleep
b-tch i’m the goat, you just a sheep
p-ssy boy, you gotta read it and weep
your b-tch is online and she’s selling her feet
i’m smoking exotic you smoking on cheap
b-tch you been knowing i’m playing for keeps
pull off in that benz i feel like i’m pete

[chorus]
if you want that beef we serve him a platter
then i’mma go fry him and dip him in batter
smoking on leaf i’m flying to saturn
i’m rolling a fronto i’m making it fatter
strap on a ray gun i’m attorney to matter
sipping on tech i feel it in my bladder
i call him tourette’s he in love with that chatter
sl!ck with my words like a cat in the hatter
laying ’em down like a mat
stuck like a tat
i got these b-tches on tap
i barely even do rap
but when i do, they put it right on the map
they put it right on the map
sippin’ on syrup and smoking on sap
feeling like uzi that b-tch is a rat
pourin’ up purple i’m sippin’ on act

- since99

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