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letra de allstar - suigeneris

[intro]
yeah-yeah, woah-woah, yeah-yeah, woah-woah, yeah-yeah

[verse]
i ain’t your boyfriend girl, i am a rockstar
ball like giannis ’cause i am a allstar
i am a shooter, might leave in the cop car
they want me dead ’cause i’m drippin’ like hot sauce
she wanna go with me to the moon
i told her no, she said “sui you rude”
she wanna pull up with me [?] coupe
i tell her no baby no can do
diamonds on me, it like 60 my tooth
vvs stones from my jeweler so cool
now i pull up with a band on the flu
your [?] smoking that bag [?]
i cannot do it, that sh-t is so wack
how he the plug when they always be taxing
i hit a l!ck and run off like i’m flash
beat on that p-ssy she calling me dad
she calling me daddy, i work at the caddy (real trap sh-t)
i told that lil bih get up off of me (yah)
i pull up i’m flexin’, my diamond my weapon
i look like i hit the lottery
i’m young and i’m rich and i’m handsome, i’m getting these b-tches
i think i got all the keys
moving these packs, it’s 11, i do it forever
i do it for always [?]
walk in this b-tch and i’m faded
she look like a goddess in love with the sinner
finally got it, i think that i made it
get loud to my music, i told her replay it
dodging b-, dodging [?] like the matrix
i do what i do, i ain’t basic
he call me thug so i’m taking that p-ssy
was dry like a motherf-ckin’ raisin
she like how i flex, she like how i walk
she like how i sling, i be saying sh-t i don’t know half the time that i talk
she like how i flex, she like how i walk
she like how i sling, i be saying sh-t i don’t know half the time that i talk
she like how i flex (yeah), she like how i walk
she like how i sling, i be saying sh-t i don’t know half the time that i talk (yeah)
she like how i flex (what?), she like how i walk
she like how i sling, i be saying sh-t i don’t know half the time that i talk (what?)
hop in the two-door, then i be zooming so fast
like when i walk in the mall quick, then i go blow me a bag
said she in love with the chrome hearts, told her don’t trip ’bout the tag
i see some hate in my comments so i go load up a mag
hop in the [?] and i’m zoomin’, f-ckin’ that b-tch [?] toolie, yeah
i got no friends like i’m uzi, ’cause all of my friends wearing hand-me-downs
they show no love when i’m losing, i’m on the way to your b-tch’s house
if you don’t like me come shoot me, ain’t no rapper that called me out

- suigeneris

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