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letra de supreme tote bag - soufside dre

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[intro]
chyeah! (get, get, get, get)
woah, lil souf, gb
krashhh, kidd

[chorus]
totin’ that fire in my tote
slide to the south with that motherf-ckin’ pole
trappin’ and rappin’ with all of my bros
pimpin’ and mackin’ on all of these hoes
hop in the whip and i make that b-tch go
countin’ these racks, but i just want some more
drunk off some casa’, but i want some more
totin’ that fire, b-tch i’m toting this pole
totin’ that fire in my tote
slide to the south with that motherf-ckin’ pole
trappin’ and rappin’ with all of my bros
pimpin’ and mackin’ on all of these hoes
hop in the whip and i make that b-tch go
countin’ these racks, but i just want some more
drunk off some casa’, but i want some more
totin’ that fire, b-tch i’m toting this pole

[verse]
totin’ this sh-t in supreme
b-tch i flex with these racks, b-tch i ball with my team
i don’t beef ’bout no b-tch, what the f-ck do you mean?
i might sip on some wock’, i might drink me some lean
drip in this b-tch, the kid got on celine
rockin’, my eyes red, no visine
my brother, he keepin’ that glock with the beam
this b-tch steady calling, i turn off my ring
i love when my cashapp make that “ching”
used to be posted up, servin’ motherf-ckin’ fiends
f-ckin’ that b-tch, she a summer-time fling
youngin’ be turnt, like he popped ’em a bean
if i dm yo’ b-tch, then she hooked like kareem
2019, paint my face like i’m sting
f-ck all that sh-t, time to burn out the ‘stang
gb the wave, b-tch, come f-ck with the gang (gang)
[chorus]
totin’ that fire in my tote
slide to the south with that motherf-ckin’ pole
trappin’ and rappin’ with all of my bros
pimpin’ and mackin’ on all of these hoes
hop in the whip and i make that b-tch go
countin’ these racks, but i just want some more
drunk off some casa’, but i want some more
totin’ that fire, b-tch i’m toting this pole
totin’ that fire in my tote
slide to the south with that motherf-ckin’ pole
trappin’ and rappin’ with all of my bros
pimpin’ and mackin’ on all of these hoes
hop in the whip and i make that b-tch go
countin’ these racks, but i just want some more
drunk off some casa’, but i want some more
totin’ that fire, b-tch i’m toting this pole

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