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letra de all day - swag toof

– look at this winston i can do this all day man
nah i got it all day man i got this all day
i don’t even think about it
that’s awesome
all day i can do this all day winsto
hey how long can you do this for? i can do this all day!

ouija: all god d-mn day

[verse 1: choirboy]
all i really wanna do is this all day
do this all day? yeah this all day
get the hundreds and the fifties in my fist all day
from the bottom underneath the bricks y’all lay
swear to god tried to get up out the sticcs always
made a switch to be one of those that y’all call great
(?) hallways if the cliques all safe then
y’all fake don’t care if all y’all hate put my middle finger up and spit in y’all face
two five foot crackers with some tin foil (?)
try to get up in the gutter like a (?) always
all day telling y’all we got that flame
homeboy man we got that thang
where the gang don’t change
funny how ya favorite rapper switch up when he went and got that chain
i be coolin’ with the cool lotta in the cut with my cousin in coolarado
lotta dudes pop sh-t but they doing nada
(?) with a handful of baby powder
all you b-tches on twitter with the chitter chatter
and we coming down the stairs with the pitter patter
ain’t what’s in your crib it don’t even matter getting blood splatter all in ya bricker bracker
my clique out here all day from ny out to the bay that toof gang family
catch a pool ball sock to the face
we ain’t catching no shade
got that real sh-t straight no chase
if you wanna b-tch make my day
ain’t a play ground hit the ground if you play

[hook: ouija]
all day all day, all day, all day all day all day, all day, all day all god d-mn day (x4)

[verse 2: ouija]
talking bout you hard you a b-tch though
boy your whole squad busting on flip made
toof gang say fucc ya whole zip cod
crackers on fire like we burnt down the bisco
dead bodies from my j-zz cold shawty kissing on my dicc hoe
eyes closed with a spliff roll all day
ima get dough
all my haters get low on a d-ld- still broke
talking bout the clique so skitzo
suckas thinking y’all slick tho
throw shade at my feet all you want but i’m ten toes
from the city of the simp folk ain’t destined for heaven my k!llers in limbo
y’all soft like pillows bout to catch a few elbows
o-u-i-j-a b-tch a-l-l-d-a-y b-tch
don’t like me homie don’t bang my sh-t
only real motherfuccas need to play my sh-t
people ask me if i got it (all day)
just a product if you want it (all day)
can’t afford to be without it (all day)
with the sh-t like a colonic (all day)
young c got a nose fulla ye’
choirboy tatted down for the gang
(?) all g all day
vampires so we sleep all day
(?) up in dallas man peace to young dre
toof gang clique deep all day-ay-ay

[hook]

- swag toof

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