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letra de shinin - teejay3k

[verse 1]
ayy, let me tell you ’bout a young street n-gga from a south
with a wig, dyed dreads, twenty golds in my mouth, from the south
where them hoes f-ck and them n-ggas hate and the candy paint dome sittin’ on 28’s
i’m a florida boy, baby, welcome to my state
how you doin’? b-tch, i’m good, b-tch, i’m great, ridin’ ’round with that k
i’m a broward baby, b-tch, we like to spread money
we gon’ flee the scene if the feds comin’

[chorus]
what you doin’ tee? i’m ridin’ ’round with my tool (big 40)
i’ll give a lil’ b-tch the blues (b-tch, you know me)
i’m ridin’ ’round with the stick
so what the f-ck you tryna do?
i just got a new fit (new fit)
so i’m tryna hit the strip (tryna hit the strip)
tryna leave with a n-gga b-tch (a n-gga b-tch)
and take her back to the crib (take her to the crib)

[verse 2]
i’m a gangster, b-tch, get out your feelings, ho
you know what it was, don’t act like you wasn’t with it, ho
you ain’t all that, why you actin’ all saddity, ho?
thinkin’ you can get anything ’cause you a pretty ho
b-tch, i’m the finesse king, you can’t finesse me
money on my mind, p-ssy ho, don’t try to stretch me
f-ckin’ on that dime, now i’m f-ckin’ on her bestie
i did the crime, them crackers gon’ have to catch me

- teejay3k

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