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letra de uber - speak

[hook: speak]x2
b-tch im riding in my uber
cruisin with my shoota
when im out in germany i hang with thomas müller
when that kid’s in madrid, you know that it’s real
i heard speakinho’s in that building ho tell me how you feel

[verse 1: speak]
i feel like a million bucks
never gave a million f-cks
go ahead and spill your guts
i keep my eyes wide shut
and i swerve like a perv on the verge of a nut
i feel like jabba the hutt
i keep my b-tch tied up
i keep my ho chained down
i need that grilled cheese now
ain’t no guest list fool
that’d be a sold out crowd
you see i sold that loud
but never sold my soul
i know you sell that -ss ma go work that pole
slow motion down the block
with a knot in my stomach
i see the cops and im duckin
foot on the gas im like f-ck it
see a boy out in public
with all the girls cause they love it
f-cking the minnesota twins
like a young kirby puckett
here go that pop and that shove it
razor blade when i cut it
they said my rep is still growing
but im like f-ck all that buzzin
im going black out drunk until
im scrooge mcduck rich
swimming in that money
[?] so wish me luck b-tch
or wish me death you got like
one wish left, i’ll make that wish come true
i’ll make that dream come true
im that fly muay thai jew, i’ll snap your arm in two
i’ll snap your neck in three
and then i sip grand cru
now how he get so raw
he be so quick on the draw
they tried to trace my style
but i be like naah
copycats get k!lled even with nine lives
i swear my d-ck might be mormon
cause i got nine wives
nine times out of ten
im keeping it zen
but that other one percent
is a bullet to the head
nine times out of ten
im keeping it zen
but that other one percent
is a bullet to the head

[outro]
b-tch im riding in my uber
cruisin with my shoota
when im out in germany i hang with thomas [?]
when that kids in madrid, you know that its real
i heard speak in the building tell me how you feel

- speak

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