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letra de obsession - skeme

[hook: skeme]
i want the whole thing
why would i settle for half?
my foot pressed on the gas
’til everything done on the dash
i want the whole thing
why would i settle for half? (yeah)
saint laurent to the toes
and i don’t chase nothing but a m-th-f-ckin’ bag
i’m so obsessed with this cash baby
i’m so obsessed with these racks baby
got a check on me now, that’s a fact baby
i’m balling b-tch, check out the stash baby
i swear i’m obsessed with this fetty mama
i fell in love with that guap, guap, guap
pour up that oil and go get it homie
rubber band holdin’ that knot, knot, knot (hold up)

[verse 1: skeme]
far as y’all and your two cents
i swear to god, i give two sh-ts
i’m eric wright ’bout the money stacks
get ’em eazy-e
but still i’m ruthless
30 deep and we at mastro’s
40 deep and we at ruth’s chris
whole hood through the back door
who the f-ck ‘gon tell us that we too thick
i remember when i saw my first mill
same night, i was making new sh-t
i ain’t saying that to brag to you neither
i’m just telling you some truth sh-t
it’s so much lying going on nowadays
you can’t even tell when it’s truth, sh-t
and i don’t want a dime from you for it
just remember who the truth b-tch
before you take a step in my pair
check twice, make sure the shoe fit
you play with the youngin’
ima have them gunners swoop in
on some shoot out the roof sh-t
that’s a promise and a threat too
better make ya next move ya best move
cause little quicker with them chess moves
even kings f-ck around and get tattooed

[hook: skeme]
i want the whole thing
why would i settle for half?
my foot pressed on the gas
’til everything done on the dash
i want the whole thing
why would i settle for half? (yeah)
saint laurent to the toes
and i don’t chase nothing but a m-th-f-ckin’ bag
i’m so obsessed with this cash bae
i’m so obsessed with these racks bae
got a check on me now, that’s a fact baby
i’m balling b-tch, check out the stash baby
i swear i’m obsessed with this fetty mama
i fell in love with that guap, guap, guap
pour up that oil and go get it homie
rubber band holdin’ that knot, knot, knot (hold up)

[verse 2: skeme]
’07 i was seventeen
had them 16’s that was h-lla mean
wide-eyed on the i-side
try and pull up in some sh-t they never seen
flow switch from my old sh-t
but i could k!ll this tune and let the metal sing
f’s up and the flag’s red
but the green be over everything (what)
now the young n-gga brackin’
count papers to the p-ssion
it’s middle fingers to the pastor
and my ex is hatin from the past tense
you get to the top from the m-th-f-ckin’ bottom
you got a reason to brag then
paint a pretty penny for a n-gga image
eighteen hunnid for jeans that i’m saggin
if you hatin n-ggas, bring a bag in
they don’t like you winnin, keep a mag then
self-made, i’m a mogul baby
i could make a mill of the -ss end
pull up in the s6-trey, big boy this is not a jag b-tch
pockets lookin like a fat b-tch
mix a n-gga with the rap sh-t

[hook: skeme]
i want the whole thing
why would i settle for half?
my foot pressed on the gas
’til everything done on the dash
i want the whole thing
why would i settle for half? (yeah)
saint laurent to the toes
and i don’t chase nothing but a m-th-f-ckin’ bag
i’m so obsessed with this cash bae
i’m so obsessed with these racks bae
got a check on me now, that’s a fact baby
i’m balling b-tch, check out the stash baby
i swear i’m obsessed with this fetty mama
i fell in love with that guap, guap, guap
pour up that oil and go get it homie
rubber band holdin’ that knot, knot, knot (hold up)

- skeme

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