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letra de momma house - smokingskul

he gotta move back to his momma crib (he gotta move back)
these n-ggas fake flexing, that’s not how you live
he did not pop out when they did that trip
glock 43, n-gga, this sh-t on my hip (d-mn)
he see taco bell then that n-gga tip
he got no bread, need to p-wn that whip (p-wn that whip)
these n-ggas saying that i fell off (fell off), b-tch n-gga, you sip fake green (haaa)
that n-gga do fent’ he a f-cking fien (d-mn)
you is a fake n-gga, keep that sh-t a bean
you is a rat, n-gga (no cap), ain’t no in-between
i’m in the trackhawk, no limousine, aye
aye, i’m pressing, they left me on seen, d-mn
b-tch, that trap house finna get cleaned, d-mn
broke n-gga, ain’t got no funds
b-tch, i’m mr. take all yo’ guns (gimme that sh-t)
these n-ggas switched up (switched up), better stay over there
i just spilled the lean, aye, i don’t even care
that n-gga spilled the lean, he started pulling out his hair
he gone have to sleep on a bunk bed (bunk bed)
you still sip green, b-tch, go buy some red
you was outside his crib, and that n-gga scammed
you tell me n-gga sh-t, i ain’t even [?]
catch him on the train like raye penbar
i got two glocks, stockholm and denver (huh)
he say what i on, i say, “whatever”
b-tch, i’m with the rednecks, i feel like trevor, tahhh

- smokingskul

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