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letra de more in store - swzy

[intro: swzy]
rollin boys
fasho, you know
swzy

[verse 1: swzy]
you can not buy what my mind has in store
n-gg-s ain’t real, oh you heard that before
well,i hate to bore you so i’ll just ignore you
i’m sure that i’m not for you, i told you
i don’t trust b-tches, and n-gg-s the same
you can not play me, i watch from the booth
every b-tch a n-gg- know is swoop
all these n-gg-s say they for me, i doubt
real love is hard to find on the grind
no slips and falls, watch your step when you climb
you shouldn’t vent, girl your wasting your time
i can’t heal your heart, i can barely feel mine
b-tches be lying, and crying
b-tches be lying, and crying
b-tches be lying, and crying
at the same d-mn time
i ease my mind with the kush
i want the paper like books
i kept a bird in the bush
still had a bird my hand
poppin like grease in the pan
i never needed a friend
i had to stick to the plan
i had to go get the bands
i know these n-gg-s fugazy fasho
i smell like oud when i walk through the door
when i’m being petty i f-ck on your hoe
if i had some syrup i’d pour me a four
i can’t trust sh-t and that’s all that i know
play on these n-gg-s its chest when i move
i let you think that you know what it is
i keep it cool bring a hoe to the crib
i f-cked a b-tch and she still had a spouse
imagine the lies
imagine…

[hook: swzy]
i don’t trust a soul they all turned on me
just like hot coal, they all burned on me
fix the b-tch up they all learned from me
but i can handle it that sh-t don’t hurt on me
i been lit before they all burnt on me
just like door kn-bs they all turn’t on me
back stabbin’ b-tches they all learnt from me
but i can handle it that sh-t don’t work on me

[verse 2: swzy]
i’m tryna’ share the allure with you n-gg-s
i got more in store for you n-gg-s
i was the one in the floor with you n-gg-s
i used to be poor with you n-gg-s
i can not love you the way that you want
i’m just not to sure about these b-tches
lately i deal with a whole lot of sh-t
and i gotta do right i can’t f-ck it up
lick on my d-ck like a popsicle stick
when i melt in her mouth she gone suck it up
i had a dream bout a house on a hill
that gotta mean i’m a run it up
all of the lies made me paralyzed
i’m a always take my brother side
all in all a n-gg- seen the signs
i was watching from the other side
this sh-t can really get terrifying’
no need to clarify
whenever i speak you can verify
please let me know are you friend are you foe
back on the wall, i got nowhere to go
all out of love i got no more to show
all out of smoke i got no more to blow
no no

[breakdown: swzy]
we got so much more in store
mother f-ckers don’t even know
ya’ll not even ready
your not even prepared for this
we comin
dsrt!

[verse 3: swzy]
cross bow stupid hoe that’s a no no
them ain’t red bottoms, them some f-ckin’ bobo’s
see i got more hoes, comin’ out of coco’s
we do bad b-tches, we don’t do no so so’s
tin roof s-x, got ya boo too flex
on to the next, manna’ cool no stress
romp with the boy now you’re cool with the best
rude boy s-x with the rude boy yes
brand new t-ts on venezuelan b-tch
nice tight grip when i slide in the slip
manna too close, manna cool, manna ease
manna heart froze, can’t undo what i seen
way too much, i don’t say too much
wake up with haze, say i blaze too much
manna can’t sleep, manna lay too much
they all crossed me i ain’t phased too much

[bridge: swzy]
cross bow stupid hoe that’s a no no
them ain’t red bottoms, them some f-ckin’ bobo’s
see i got more hoes, comin’ out of coco’s
we do bad b-tches, we don’t do no so so’s
n-gg-s want sw-nk in a bad position
so i went all alone when i went on my mission
i can’t trust a soul, i know n-gg-s be switching
you ain’t really my dawg talkin’ sh-t to these b-tches
see i done seen it all, and the lord is my witness
i can’t see the love in you fake -ss n-gg-s
i never been a fan of taking fake -ss pictures
i’m really down to ride, who gone stay down with us
who gon’ stay down with us? (x2)
i don’t trust a f-ckin’ soul they all turnt on me
i can’t trust a f-ckin’ soul they all burnt on me
i said, cross bow stupid hoe that’s a no no
them ain’t red bottoms them some f-ckin’ bobo’s

- swzy

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