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letra de baguetti - smino

woah kenny!

[chorus: j.i.d]
i need a minute to meditate
gimme a second, babe
full of regret, i been stressing on everythang
so i’m a need everythang, anything, pocket change
let it bang, let it bang
it’s a freedom sound
let it bang
let it bang, let it bang
it’s a freedom sound
let it bang

[post-chorus: smino]
man i miss my dawgs, took off the roof
i took that sh-t right off, spir-i-ti-yul
all you do is talk, that’s all you do
that’s all you do

[verse 1: smino]
she said “i need a mani and pedi, bae
girl that’s yo man? he so petty, dang?”
i do not burn up no regular
my name ain’t reggie, i regulate, i feel like dame
when you talking bout reggie
pull up on yo ass; wedgie
i got the glow, down in my belly
i been eating baguetti (ooh)
i do a titty on tv i’m t.d. jakes (and god said!)
t ain’t never gone leave me, he won’t forsake me
wow, preach preacher, i love it
[?]
she ain’t wanna put a penny in a bucket
pass the plate around; last supper
lotta sh-t hanged since last summer
but i need a minute to mediate
[chorus: j.i.d]
i need a minute to meditate
gimme a second, babe
full of regret, i been stressing on everythang
so i’m a need everythang, anything, pocket change
let it bang, let it bang
it’s a freedom sound
let it bang
let it bang, let it bang
it’s a freedom sound
let it bang

[post-chorus: smino]
man i miss my dawgs, took off the roof
i took that sh-t right off, spir-i-ti-yul
all you do is talk, that’s all you do
that’s all you do

[verse 2: j.i.d]
can i holla, holla, uh, yeah..
can i holla, holla, holla, holla at ya
hallelujah girl, you a jalapeño
you the hottest hollow points in the nina
how you doing? how you been? how ya lih-ving?
i ain’t seen you in a minute
grind hard, i been in and out of cities
ripping and tripping and k!lling the biggest
you know your favorite ain’t f-cking with jiddeth
they’re taking flavor and come to the city
and push it to labels with the majors
and you thinking you made it
but a-ha! don’t play yourself
born and raised here
been a slave in a grave, i’ll prolly decay here
you would know what i mean if you came from here
but this all i’m a say: “welcome to the a”
east atlanta i was playing with clay, hit the three
curry with the pot, with the d
50 shots sending, sheesh
call the cops, get the sheets
bullets bounce to the beat
don’t announce you a freak
we’ll count a four, be accountable
gotta get the money, move a mountain for it
going through the forest
i’m a wild boy on a wild horse
throw an arrow, hit the wild boar
it’s a feast, a mild score
i pack up the sheets and pile for it
take the charge and fall; power forward
[outro: smino]
the state record look like paul george
i done prolly bought it in my ball shorts
heard her hate me, no sweat off my b-lls, boy (hol’ up)

[chorus: j.i.d]
i need a minute to meditate
gimme a second, babe
full of regret, i been stressing on everythang
so i’m a need everythang, anything, pocket change
let it bang, let it bang
it’s a freedom sound
let it bang
let it bang, let it bang
it’s a freedom sound
let it bang

[post-chorus: smino]
man i miss my dawgs, took off the roof
i took that sh-t right off, spir-i-ti-yul
all you do is talk, that’s all you do
that’s all you do

- smino

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