letra de circles - sweetg’z
movin’ like ghosts no bando
trappin’ out the car goin’ circles
got white got brown got purple
i was in the street that’s my home
don’t know why they hatin’ for
gavem my all that’s everything
yeah i gavem all gottem anything
they play games but i set it quick
iced up cup filled with codeine
mixin’ my drank thats a lotta green
you don’t want no smoke gotta a lotta weed
money so long like limousine
stash by the ton got a lotta dope
i keep a stick while i’m on the road
pull up on yo block i be at the door
you won’t do sh-t what you waitin’ for
i don’t give a d-mn i do my sh-t i’m on my own
she was high but now with me show me how you get low
with my gang she wanna chill ahe know we got the juice
not takin’ l’s we bout that win lil b-tch we never loose
won’t feel pain on medicine got a best friend that’s benjamin
light it up burn it up medical
light it up b-tch that’s edible
don’t stay with me that’s embarrassing
boy you ain’t sh-t no comparison
rollin’ with the homies like a president
you’ll get hit like a virgin
lines on the phone gotta cut it up quick got white on my nose
don’t start sh-t got my guy with me gon’ get you like hoes
white like ice that cocaine glance come see the snow
high profile the gang my homie keep it low
movin’ like ghosts no bando
trappin’ out the car goin’ circles
got white got brown got purple
i was in the street that’s my home
don’t know why they hatin’ for
gavem my all that’s everything
yeah i gavem all gottem anything
they play games but i set it quick
crushed up ice in my styrofoam
call my mama tell her i ain’t comin’ home
i be goin’ high speed on the road
had a tough night but won’t be for long
i want some top she don’t wanna choke
i just want head baby real slow
k!ll it when i hit from the backdoor
savage when i get it b-tch i make a show
i don’t give a d-mn i do my sh-t i’m on my own
she was high but now with me show me how you get low
with my gang she wanna chill ahe know we got the juice
not takin’ l’s we bout that win lil b-tch we never loose
lines on the phone gotta cut it up quick got white on my nose
don’t start sh-t got my guy with me gon’ get you like hoes
white like ice that cocaine glance come see the snow
high profile the gang my homie keep it low
won’t feel pain on medicine got a best friend that’s benjamin
light it up burn it up medical
light it up b-tch that’s edible
don’t stay with me that’s embarrassing
boy you ain’t sh-t no comparison
rollin’ with the homies like a president
you’ll get hit like a virgin
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