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letra de michael phelps - texako

[hook: texako]
when i walk around with a band
all these hunnids’ in my hand
i [?]
i might fly out of j-pan
i’m so high i can’t land
i got a plug out in thailand
i might and go buy some land
i might and buy a crib
i might and buy yo b-tch
i wanna go cop a patek
swim around like i’m michael phelps
i’m so high but i can’t [?]
spin again if i hear that he ain’t dead
i’ma cha-cha in his crib
and i’ma slide out and shoot his kid

[chorus: texako]
i’m so high like i don’t know
shorty said “brrr” yeah, hang up the phone
don’t you ask me, i don’t know
i ain’t focused about no hoe
i’m just scared of going back broke
take no l, all i do is score
we up ten, five check the score
i’m like, ten five rock his dome
[verse: boofpaxkmooky]
balenci on my toe
yeah, [?] back of his head
spin again if i heard he ain’t dead
you talkin’ hot boy, you be scared
yеah, i got on number nine, it was bread
this b-tch fеll in love, sh-t was crazy
no, i can’t save you
you thought you was “baby”
you thought i was wasted
but i got a glock, this [?] don’t phase me
oh nah, keep that bag away from me
[?]
keep yo, keep yo hoe away from me, ’cause she just gave me top
pull up in [?], i had b-tch in a box
i was in new york, my boy [?] he milly rock

[verse: ka$hdami]
b-tch i’m f-ckin’ on yo thot, i’m makin’ plays, b-tch i can’t stop
i send some shots, juju wanna-be how them bullets make him drop
i’ma on the block with slime, n-gga like ‘sito
i’m ready to blow n-ggas like a c4
the block got hot, n-gga like a cheeto
gettin’ these chips, n-gga like doritos
b-tches corny like a mother f-ckin’ frito
he wanna feature, can’t get it for free though
empty the clip, n-gga then i reload
look at my jeans, pockets on honor-roll, all hunnids
n-ggas be squares, punt it
catch ’em in traffic you know i’ma bust it
when a young n-gga you know its in public
kick back, in the trap, double drum attached
rollin’ through the a, thirty eight, tucked into my waist
n-gga i don’t play, get up in my way and you gon’ die today
f-ck you and yo gang, n-gga y’all can’t hang
[?] yo brain
[hook: texako]
when i walk around with a band
all these hunnids’ in my hand
i [?]
i might fly out of j-pan
i’m so high i can’t land
i got a plug out in thailand
i might and go buy some land
i might and buy a crib
i might and buy yo b-tch
i wanna go cop a patek
swim around like i’m michael phelps
i’m so high but i can’t [?]
spin again if i hear that he ain’t dead
i’ma cha-cha in his crib
and i’ma slide out and shoot his kid

- texako

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