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letra de 1000 degrees - swuh swuh swagger

i’m deeper than an 808 b-tch i want the k’s
i’m at this party with these pool drunk off bombay
yo bank be on pancake status i’m tokin gangae
i’m with my n-gga gettin faded this my off day b-tch
wanna hop up in my car? whats yo gwuap weigh b-tch?
ashes droppin to the ground like its pompeii b-tch
when you put yo gun on em you don’t gotta pay b-tch
if i let you get some d-ck don’t tell my girlfriend b-tchhhh
you know how i’m coming, i done got you to my crib look i’m already f-ckin
watch me take yo lil p-ssy and beat it to nothin
watch me take this lil nothin and turn it to something
you know it’s me when i pull up cuz my sh-t be bumping
treat the clip like a dump truck get my sh-t dumping
talking up to talk down, these n-ggas be bluffing
stress pressin on my brain, that’s why i be puffing
breakin sweats cuz i’m hot, i feel like an oven
the only time they show love is the moment your dubbing
i say that i don’t got a heart but i still be loving
i showed em love they f-cked me over like yeah that’s touching
i showed em sh-t that i be doing i’m like yeah that’s nothing
i showed em sh-t that i be on that gets my blood rushing
baby this that good zine not no robitussin
life’s a mother f-ckin b-tch them jabs be scuffin
n-ggas broke with no hope that’s why they be uppin
spit some game on your b-tch got her shoes flooded
i went from super sl!ck and smooth to drop dead rugged
feel like i ain’t got sh-t to lose i’m at drop dead nothin
when it comes to thorough breads i’m the last of the breed
i’m stuffin gwuap in my jawns with a lil bit of greed
i got 2 four locos and a lil bit of weed
she’s down south in her feelings, blowin my reeds
no matter who the f-ck switch i’m still gon proceed
i got her beatin on this b-tch, fightin over me
smoke all up in my dash, in my ac
she left her brain on this d-ck, i still flip z’s
i bring the mother f-ckin wav yall mp3
i got a couple custom shirts from mvd
i gotta go and hit these moves b-tch give me my key
people flake so does love that’s just how it be
she told me i don’t give a f-ck and i can’t disagree
i fell in love with that b-tch now i don’t wanna leave
she knows i got the heart for music it’s right on my sleeve
draining numbers out my bank like i’m going on a spree
rollin up resin and roaches i’m smoking debris
filthy mother f-ckin paper i take vitamin c
i bring the waves i bring the heat, i feel so elite
the moment i feel she’s up to something i just wanna cheat
i bust my -ss and break sweats cuz i just wanna eat
imma grind until i win b-tch i won’t take defeat
imma mother f-ckin thief i don’t pay for these beats
i got like 5 b-tches in line for the moment she cheats
i got my dope smelling strong like b-l each
if you gon talk it better practice, gotta live what you preach
got her lil p-ssy drippin she f-ck wit my speech
i’m feeling up my transmission my wheels gon screech
bankrolls on my brain, stuck like a leech
bankrolls on yo snap, they might get seized
somebody open up they door i can’t even breathe
i put my lungs on the grill, this just how i grieve
n-ggas will tell you that they’re real but they steady deceive
i put my faith up in the heavens, only thing i believe
if you put yo mind to it b-tch you’re gonna achieve
face down, -ss up like you’re tryna conceive
b-tch down, bag up, get your cheese
clip in, gun c-cked, ready to squeeze
quit playin i don’t stop, i blow like the breeze
cocaine in her snot, when she sneeze
tape temp oven hot, my flow won’t freeze
f-ck it imma name this song 1000 degrees
f-ck it imma ram yo hoe and scr-pe up her knees
these n-ggas on some other sh-t i’m on my q’s and p’s
these n-ggas say these b-tches choosin yeah they’re choosin me
i ain’t gotta pay a scort cuz i f-ck for free
i ain’t smokin f-ckin ports b-tch i’m smokin g’s
i don’t want no f-ckin maybes i want gaurentees
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when i pull up you n-ggas flee
burnin leaves burnin branches b-tch i’m blowin trees
down on my low but imma win f-ck who disagrees
walk in my crib and see some panties like who’s clothes are these?
i give yo lil baby muscle like i’m hercules
most n-ggas only get they b-tches when they wrists freeze
most n-ggas only show you love if you come with cheese
swuh swagger in this b-tch you would not believe

- swuh swuh swagger

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