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letra de w.j.p (we just playin') - ssb gang

[intro: typedude, all]
we were just trollin’ you n-ggas
broke ass
yeah
let’s get it
let’s get it
let’s get it
let’s get it
let’s get it
let’s get it
let’s get it
let’s get it
let’s get it
let’s get it
let’s get it
let’s get it

[verse 1: souljadatap]
you a p-ssy undercover
weird n-gga covers
one time i got rear-ended by a hummer
stupid, i’m lucid, comment “nah, no bruises”
chef likе it’s my cook, v is undertook
i’m findin’ your look, messy, and style cookеd
at first, i look at you, my eyes are bleached too
f-ck rappin’, it’s big s, low-key some freak act
[verse 2: superaboi]
grow up, don’t grow down
sh-t might go south
later, i’m busy, listenin’ to missy
go home, you p-ssy
plus, you b-tchy
fantasy in yeezy
dreads like we weezy
yeezus, don’t f-ck with me, i’m more than a man
gods believe that u-hauls
actually are some super houses
rich, half-short, it ain’t sh-t
golfing with my homies, they be eatin’ cookie dookies (ohhh)

[verse 3: big votie]
tde, call ’em on the phone
rich n-gga problems, guns, you can’t recover
dude, i’m waiting on the side
call the bus, n-gga funky, with some jazz, abs, vibes
i think it’s a short verse
and a version with the homies
daycare, you bummies
dummies (i like rabbits more)

[verse 4: simon blues]
top tier introduction, god like muscles
first, i am simon
welcome to my house
second, i’mma show you my stuff: there is a closet, and my dog named puff
sorry, i didn’t mean diddy
but also in this area, there is some 51, 61, sorry
thomas tank with some cool fuel
don’t touch that, don’t clean that
[verse 5: clik roze, typedude]
roze is here, i’m boutta shot y’all here
ho’, this is my house
this is my route
n-ggas play with me on some type sh-t
(i f-ck with him, haha)
top on the roof
n-gga, you in a loop
i’m zoned, high, waitin’ in the sky
fly, fire, doomsday clock just timed in
put my b-tch regular, fishing like it’s regular

[interlude: pat l]
time stuck in here, i just waited so long, i just waited no longer
f-ck what y’all sayin’
call me pat l, this is gel
f-ck 12, me real

[verse 6: pat l]
i’m still robotic, find me kinda lobo motion
emotions made me cry, made me feel some lotion
sniff that cocaine, sh-t is my lau’ saint
day 4, we still acting up, b-tch
pause, this is gonna get a lot of hate
i ain’t got nothin’, but that gram of purple haze
face punch, beginner’s own lunch
monstrosity can’t hold me, can’t wild me
[interlude: alex ray]
my life is wild
so crude, no soup
no loot, i’m goose
yeah, loose
i’m on my sh-t now, cruise
b-tch

[verse 7: typedude]
in this f-cking suitcase
12 years ago, i ain’t had no godd-mn toupees
now i’m so numb, o.a and frozens
imperial the burial, a cup of the dozen

[outro: simon blues, souljadatap, typedude]
uh, i had my house tour right now
yeah, yeah, shoutout to you, simon
this is typedude, and shoutout to soulja
shoutout to votie, big v, you know?
superaboi, like a lot, kira, nomediocre, churchpool
frozens, simon, they all, they all real n-ggas
uh-uh, .44

- ssb gang

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