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letra de sandman - sugarhill dede

[intro: sugarhill dede]
(oy, oy, ahhhhhh)

[verse 1: sugarhill dede]
like d-mn, like how?
hop out the v tryna up at the [?]
you know we dropping the [?]
talkin’ on notti i’m spinnin’ around
okay, let’s play
bro gon’ up, ‘oot it like he klay
f-ck it, i’m smokin’ on blay
like we gon’ ‘oot if he play for the rey
[chorus: sugarhill dede]
bend through, tryna creep
smokin’ on lotti, i’m smokin’ on chic’
ayo dd, let’s geek
i lost my bro’ this sh-t turning me weak
that’s on bro, we gon’ bend through the 2’s
like, matt, put in the news
how many opps, turned into [?]
sugarhill get the money, you know we don’t lose

[verse 2: sugarhill dede]
like what? i’m fried
smokin’ on [?] got me high
no lie, i’m [?]
savvy, leroy, chico died
dd i’m fiending to blast
mama don’t worry i’m getting this cash
like, spin through, all black [?]
like, no cap, y’all n-ggas is fast
dd i came with a grip
if he run i’ma up at his b-tch
[?] the chop and he lettin’ it rip
got a baddie she suckin’ the d-ck
that’s on bro i’ma come with a pole
screamin’ out drilly then he gotta go
try to run i’ma aim at your ‘fro
like, [?] i’m letting it blow
[verse 3: melbinbuggin]
it’s a whole lot of opps that got poked
it’s like so many opps that i smoke
rah rah, lotti, [?]
if i catch yus gz that’s on bro i’ma throw
i lost notti so everything dead
on bro, like why would i lack on the block?
i got a .40 it’s lettin’ off shots
(lookin’ for me then, like, he getting popped)
n-gga suckin’ my d-ck he a b-tch
lettin’ off shots and [?]
they know my bop when i’m lettin’ off six
(grrah, boom)
(suck my d-ck, everything for notti)

[verse 4: sugarhill dede]
grrah, grrah, gang, gang-gang
bend through, can’t lack
like, bad b-tch, break her back
[?] n-gga you get clapped
i’m droppin’ the 5 when i spin through the [?]
like, okay, bend both ways
see chris bando, up it and shoot like i’m klay
[?]
f-ck is a drilly? you know that i’m looking for say
[verse 5: melbinbuggin]
in school, when you seen me, you ran
on bro, i’m smokin’ your mans
they know my body when i’m in the [?]
scream 2-wook when i’m in the [?]
and that’s word to my o i’m on hots
dede [?] and he lettin’ it flock
on bro, i’m lettin’ off shots
like what? [?]
why the f-ck is that boy on my block?
bullets, they hit him and wipin’ his snot
big knock on my hip
he tried to run but that lil’ n-gga tripped
i’m smokin’ on lotti that sh-t got me dead
and y’all talkin’ on notti but rippy got hit

[chorus: sugarhill dede]
bend through, tryna creep
smokin’ on lotti, i’m smokin’ on chic’
ayo dd, let’s geek
i lost my bro’ this sh-t turning me weak
that’s on bro, we gon’ bend through the 2’s
like, matt, put in the news
how many opps, turned into [?]
sugarhill get the money, you know we don’t lose

[outro: sugarhill dede]
(ahhhhh, it’s that dede n-gga)

- sugarhill dede

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