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letra de faded not jaded - soufside dre

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[intro]
imma rockstar forever, it’s part of my image
souf, gb, krashhh

[chorus]
imma rockstar forever, it’s part of my image, deposit at bank, ‘finna hit up the dentist
it’s a off-white lil’ hoodie, and my chain on tennis, i might krashhh on a n-gga, this sh-t ain’t a gimmick
bring the rage on the stage, yeah, i’m motherf-ckin’ trippin’, tell that b-tch i get paid, so no way i can listen
sh-t, i’m faded not jaded, i’m turnt up in memphis, f-ck yo’ b-tch i got laid, so that make her a sinner

[verse]
i be drip in the cold, yeah, i’m lovin’ the winter
i done gave her some wood, like a n-gga a splinter
no gymnasium sh-t, but a n-gga had bend her
all them favors and sh-t, dawg, we really not with ’em
havin’ flavor and sh-t, so these n-ggas be bitter
no dababy and sh-t, fill the vibes in the sprinter
they be hatin’ and sh-t, got me all on they mental
no debatin’ with b-tch, like a coach, she blow whistle
no debatin’, my pistol gon’ blow like a missile
i’on put em in songs, so you know i ain’t diss em
she pulled up with a thong, and i gave her a whippin’
she be suckin’ on me in the benz that she whippin’
gotta stay on my qs, i’on like to be slippin’
gettin’ money all day, sh-t, i really be flippin’
yeah, i f-cked her so good, to the car, she be skippin’
and i’m sippin’ that wock’, slide through atlanta, i ride with my knock
slide through atlanta, i ride with my glock, go to sp-ce in these moon boots, like pills i just popped
gotta’ watch the backdoor, gotta’ keep that b-tch locked
with the hoes in the back, for lil’ souf, they gone flock
not an athlete, but these hoes, they stay on my jock
if you testin’ this sh-t, we gon’ make sure he mopped
if you testin’ this sh-t, we gon’ wipe ’em with mop
[chorus]
imma rockstar forever, it’s part of my image, deposit at bank, ‘finna hit up the dentist
it’s a off-white lil’ hoodie, and my chain on tennis, i might krashhh on a n-gga, this sh-t ain’t a gimmick
bring the rage on the stage, yeah, i’m motherf-ckin’ trippin’, tell that b-tch i get paid, so no way i can listen to
sh-t, i’m faded not jaded, i’m turnt up in memphis, f-ck yo’ b-tch i got laid, so that make her a sinner

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