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letra de qué pasa 2 - sunshine christo & seriyouse

[intro: sunshine christo]
it’s the bdab, brother, yeah man, y’know
i’m in a lot of groups, i rep as many as i feel like, you feel me?
as much as i want, i’m a free soul, i’m a free spirit, right?
i’m not getting paid by no one, right?
i rock with people who rock with me, that’s all it takes, man
there’s no other requirements
from the depths, i shall rise again

[verse 1: sunshine christo]
rocking with the angels, but i’m a dark money kid
vain is my n-gga and my gang rocks with him
we got pots, we got pans, we got all of that
hoes come to the spot just to get clapped
n-ggas wwe, they don’t know how to act
getting lost in the trap, so b-tch, here’s a map
you can’t be a p-ssy, boy, you got to be a man
stand up on your feet and do it then
not everyone in this sh-t is your f-cking friend
i learned that sh-t, ’cause they was plotting on my man
we was going to rob a n-gga, but didn’t do that sh-t
we could’ve slimed him out like nickelodeon
i feel like mr. krabs, ’cause n-ggas are trying to steal the swag
i’m mr. nightcore and you know i bring it back
i can be whatever you want, tell me what i should do
i’m talented at deception, i can trick you like a fool
like handy manny, man, all of y’all are just my tools
when i’m done with y’all, i’ll cleanse myself from the group
[verse 2: seriyouse]
yeah, based freestyle sh-t, never gave a f-ck, b-tch, i’m steady getting rich
uh, your b-tch suck my d-ck, i’ma pop out the cut with a motherf-cking clip
ayy, n-ggas on that bullsh-t, never cared though
b-tch, i’m posted outside like a scarecrow
young witchkast, casting spells on your main ho
seriyouse got the juice, i could f-ck your b-tch
never gave a f-ck, n-gga, b-tch mob
walk in that sh-t, see your b-tch slob on my kn-b
and i got the guap, and i got the guap
n-ggas tell me that i don’t, n-gga, please stop
n-gga, eat a d-ck, i’ll suck your b-tch tits
n-ggas ain’t on sh-t, you a lame on it, n-gga, i’ma talk my sh-t
get your b-tch off my tip, young witchkast in the trap, i might hit a l!ck
oh, might f-ck around, rob your main ho
lame ass n-gga, tomato, tomato
spin around your b-tch block like a d-mn tornado
i done made your b-tch hot like a d-mn volcano
i don’t want your thot, little witch, cast spells a lot
she eat me like tater tot, in the grave, you gon’ rot

- sunshine christo seriyouse

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