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letra de ode to 808 - stingr

ode to 808 lyrics
[verse 1]
y’all pay for drugs and y’all pay for guns while i pay attention in english class
kick snare hat bass clap shake that way, i don’t know what i distinguish as
pay for the lambo or the ‘rari but superficial things extinguish fast
rap about girls, start saying weird things, but really you’re the one with the pinkish bass

808, 808, 808, 808, 808, 808, 808, (woo, woo)
808, 808, 808, 808, 808, 808, 808, (woo, woo)

[verse 2]
first we got the kick, and then we play the kick, when we pull up with sticks
think of six risks incorporated drink thick milk quick so you’ll be sick cuz i picked quick to the mix on the disk

[verse 3]
second is the snare, dance to this switch like you really don’t care
doing up philosophy, life isn’t fair

cuz there is where the air shared it hair with its head, be aware, you’re a square, found a rare bear, pull a chair, matching pairs, say your prayers
cannot compare to what i wear so prepare for the repairs of your affair

[verse 4]
this is hi-hats and claves, though i’m bad at that, that’s the last fact to ask, it’s all in the past since time has passed, made an impact on the contrast, you sat fast, make a flat contract
i can’t grant the cast if you’re too attached to your fat. yes, you’re vast. y’all are dumb, concrete, while i’m abstract

[verse 5]
let’s include toms, cuz once upon a non time, a guy named john the farmer had his arm in vietnam, doing harm, yet he is alm (ick)
stay calm, he’s not in on the long con, got your mom in the palm of my hands. somebody call juan at juan.com. cuz iran doesn’t have bombs, not a false alarm
working my charm, yet psalm has worker’s comp and ceylon is a swamp with the swan on my forearm. got your mom on my forearm
[verse 6]
add in the cowbells, and we’ll see how well i can now tell
keyboards and mouse cells make for loud bells cuz how else am i supposed to talk about health, well now, they fell flat
i now held the power so they mouth fell. he now sells

the crowd yelled and the bride’s gown fell and then i loud belched, go out of bounds? well…

- stingr

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