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letra de classic! (remix) - tekyume

[intro: tekyume]
(brr, ring-ring) h-llo?
you want me to drop somethin’ before the ep?
uhm, alright
i guess so

[chorus: tekyume]
you girl is built like sister sam
i do not like green eggs and ham
i swear i never popped a xan
your wrists look like an old tin can
they told me that i couldn’t do it
i told them i know i can
i woke up feelin’ like the man
her head on point, like ku klux klan
you girl built like sister sam
i do not like green eggs and ham
i swear i never popped a xan
your wrists look like an old tin can
they told me that i couldn’t do it
i told them i know i can
i woke up feelin’ like the man
her head on point, like ku klux klan

[verse 1: tekyume & sadboyshaq]
t-e-k-y-u-m-e
i’m countin’ money like abc’s
yeah, all these rappers gon’ envy me
while i’m showin’ on mtv
all these people actin’ when they should just stick to rappin’
i’m electric, i want static
on a level, you can’t pass it
she like me cause i am classic
money stretchin’ like elastic
feel like four cause i’m fantastic
doin’ tricks just like gymnastically
read the game just like scholastic
don’t wear chains, bro, you wear plastic
not 21, but she a savage
i can’t trust you cause you cappin’, ayy (hi, h-llo, hey)
[verse 2: sadboyshaq & tekyume]
i’ma put off in a jag one day
i’ma really have to hop up in the bag
’cause a b-tch really be ballin’ like 2k
see me on blu-ray
but a n-gga really don’t even act
like young m.a, i keep a strap
these days, n-ggas really, really, really with cap
on the track
not an alcoholic but i’m givin’ slaps
got a speech impediment, but i’m still gon’ rap fast
my diamonds be bussin’
i’m f-ckin’ up on your cousin
[???: 1:20]
choppa make a n-gga dance, hit the futsal shuffle
make that n-gga [?], he told you we clappin’
the neighbors complaining ’cause all of the racket
yeah b-tch, i’m sad, but i spit like a dragon
i don’t wear hats, but these n-ggas be cappin’
i’m with the action, let’s get active
caught him with the black mask, you know what happened
i empty out the clips, i caught him in traffic
’cause i’m feelin’ like tekyume when a n-gga start snappin’
call that n-gga a rat, like he 6ix9ine
pull up on him, shot him six times
yeah, my mental state, i feel like rick grimes
and these n-ggas career on the lifeline
i be doin’ this sh-t in the daytime
everybody know i do not write mine
(ayy, ayy, ayy)
[chorus: tekyume]
you girl is built like sister sam
i do not like green eggs and ham
i swear i never popped a xan
your wrists look like an old tin can
they told me that i couldn’t do it
i told them i know i can
i woke up feelin’ like the man
her head on point, like ku klux klan
you girl built like sister sam
i do not like green eggs and ham
i swear i never popped a xan
your wrists look like an old tin can
they told me that i couldn’t do it
i told them i know i can
i woke up feelin’ like the man
her head on point, like ku klux klan

- tekyume

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