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letra de inspiration - szn

ooo…gotta be kidding me
these n-gg-s be actin so crazy, gotta be kidding me
she said she havin’ my baby, gotta be kidding me
these b-tches be actin fugazi, gotta be kidding me
we on the come up and you shaking, gotta be kidding me
you said you not f-cking with season? gotta be kidding me, smoking this gas it got me dazy, gotta be kidding me
you really hating for no reason, gotta be kidding me
dunking the ball, (dunkin the ball) michael jordan
these b-tches be crazy, they really be whorin
driving a foreign car, push on the gas it really be florin
not feelin the beat, ay you really be boring
diamonds they wet on me (uh), they really be pourin
you n-gg-s is sleep (wake up) you n-gg-s be snoring
spilling my tea (spillin my spillin my) it really pouring (periodt)
tell em what it is cash, tellin we really be tottin

i’m doin that skrr skrr, in the ferrari
i’m doin that skrr skrr, in the bugatti
uh ye i walk in the party yuh i got the shotty
uh ye (fafafa) ay i ain’t atari
my waist so hot, my wrist so cold
(acheww) i got a cold
200 the dash, ay goin in ghost
can’t never be stop, yuh always on go
ima go step
szn up next
buddy get swept
i fly like a jet
look at me now
i’m goin upset ye
4-0
szn gang
we some goats (swish)
you ain’t know
szn eidie
let em know

money is thicker, pounds of lotion
ya feelings hurt, disney channel
b-tches be playin, switched the channel (ay switch the channel)
n-gg- i’m first, olympic medal (cheers)
rockstar status, on the road (vroom)
i knocked ya down, k!ll total (he dead)
left the scene, u don’t see me (where, huh, cham!!!)

b-tch here i am yes b-tch you know it is cham , cham from the spam talking that sweet don’t need yams

jump in the crowd for the fans blowing up faster then vans she done came link and i can’t b-tch i done did it again oh sh-t i did it again sznway we count bands run from the fans

they know that i’m burning hot, (n-gg- who dat?)
oh that’s a thot matter fact thot be gone , take off your thong no b-tch you can’t sing along

next thing you know “it’s cham!” (cham!) i’ve know you all along oh how have you been? imma just grin shut up b-tch you can’t get it

you want to f-ck wit the mob (f-ck with the mob) n-gg- you kidding me n-gg-s they know they feeling me

own my sh-t and they tried k!lling me (f-ck you) whipping up (whippin like what?) like it’s trilogy what to get block? b-tch you kidding me

these n-gg-s be actin so crazy, gotta be kidding me
she said she havin’ my baby, gotta be kidding me
these b-tches be actin fugazi, gotta be kidding me
we on a come up and you shaking gotta be kidding me (yuh yuh!)

- szn

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