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letra de gotta woosah - sy ari da kid

yeah, it must be two sides
and don’t be alarmed i still keep it calm like i gotta woosah, yeah, aye
i might take over the mood if ever i do try, yeah
i know they know they can’t f-ck with the kid like they got they tubes tied, that’s facts

i told her i gotta keep her ’cause that p-ssy too fire, yeah, that’s facts
i must be speaking to twelve if ever i do lie, yeah, that’s facts
you know i plan to ride, i’m saying no caution
i do what i want all the time, i’m parked by the sign that says no parking
like bun b they knew i was trill, i’m all ’bout a bill, oh yea, no walton, and i’m
all about banks no carlton, walk it like i talk it, i might go jogging
check a p-ssy n-gga every so often, yeah, all i fear is god up in my ferragamo
i done missed stop lights, where’s a driver, and my b-tch got stripes, sarah thomas
with a big glock 9, where the drama, i got some bros that went federal
n-gga gangster for real, if i ever let sh-t fly i’m finna throw him a parachute
these n-gga paying for hoes and it’s terrible, from the bottom we just hoping for miracles, heart cold please throw him some theraflu
i’m the realest, you gon’ know in a year or two, i ain’t hearing you

i come from where they take ya sneakers if they ask your shoe size, yeah, that’s facts
my n-gga fresh outta prison, he can’t get a new job, yeah, that’s facts
you can’t be cool with the ops n-gga, you gotta choose sides, yeah, that’s facts
i went to war with half of my demons, boy you been missing for half of the season
yeah, you wide open but that’s for a reason, most of my n-ggas been trapping all weekend
heard he can’t swim, throw his ass in the deep end, i played the odds, i had to get even
you taking sides, but that was some treason, she set you up on some adam and eve sh-t
feel like lebron when he back up in cleveland, he caught a case, yeah, pacquiao beat it
we in the game, they in the back of the bleachers, f-ck these little industry n-ggas
they really be b-tches, why i don’t be asking for features, did it ot, ain’t no snitching on me
got that pistol on me that i’m packing for creepers, no, i’m not licensed to carry, yeah
i ride around with your wife like i’m married, no i don’t like when you scary, might get you berried
yeah, it must be two sides
and don’t be alarmed i still keep it calm like i gotta woosah, yeah, aye
i might take over the mood if ever i do try, yeah
i know they know they can’t f-ck with the kid like they got they tubes tied, that’s facts

- sy ari da kid

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