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letra de ts3 - talibando

[intro]
(dom on the beat)

[verse]
take you to the deep end where the sharks be (n-gga)
throw you in, they gon’ eat your body up like raw meat (raw meat)
i’m at the game, iced up, chillin’, floor seats (chillin’)
your b-tch borin’ me (ayy), call her when i’m h-rny (h-rny)
serve a n-gga, third person, know you hear the birds chirpin’
pay a lil’ extra, we’ll bring it to you, curb service
i ain’t breakin’ down no more, i’m sellin’ whole things
i ain’t f-ckin’ with the weed right now, i’m sellin’ cocaine
i’m a 7 mile veteran, they voted me for president (on god)
you wrap the work in the box, it’s a present (yeah)
and this sky-dweller a green face, n-gga, you’s a cheapskate (d-mn)
even though what we do is wrong, i feel like freewave (yeah)
i ain’t in the mood to f-ck, i just want the head, bae (just the head)
ford field before the lions game, i’m at the tailgate
dogsh-t records, i don’t know but i’ma bless ’em
i’ll never bust, i’m turnin’ into diamonds under pressure (real talk)
my young boy went to the nba, no kentrell (yeah)
actin’-ass gangsters need an oscar, call ’em denzel
these n-ggas really groupies, chopstick, no sushi (woah)
welcome to the mind of a maniac, lil boosie
grab the chain out the freezer, this b-tch froze up (skrrt)
lowkey, i really got my eye on that rolls truck
glock shops and xds, i used to trap in west v (yeah)
fn on me in the mall, got me carefree
price up and down like jumping jacks
the chopper wood, lumberjack
he broke, ain’t got no f-ckin’ racks
let’s hit the club, make a mess
paint the carpet green, take a shot, then leave (fah)
you a small fish compared to me, you like some sardines (ugh)

- talibando

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