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letra de pregame - the sophomores

bridge: veuveray
got drank so po’ some cups, got dank so roll some up
pre-game and hit the spot, let me know if you wit it or not
come on to my private sp-ce, i ain’t got no time to waste
nice body and i like yo’ face, but i ain’t the type to chase
got drank so po’ some cups, got dank so roll some up
pre-game and hit the spot, let me know if you wit itttt

verse 1: veuveray
i come straight from ny, but i root for that lakeshow
if the knicks was to finally win, i would never show no hate though
pour clicquot, ride pico
spanish love, ay dios mio
black women? there ain’t no equal
imo, and that’s how it go
backyard playin’ domino’s, listenin’ to the commado’s
pre-game is gon’ pop f’sho, byob cuz we got the smoke
jus got me on dmt, my n-gga ’til the e-n-d
be careful with these hoes you could wind up all over tmz
work hard like the mexicans
mad jobs like jamaicans dem
you smoke the reggie, i smoke the ye
but the lil’ one was my favorite kim
pull up to that atm, you know we steady hustlin’
it’s so turnt the girls fall through after they already functioned

bridge:2x
got drank so po’ some cups, got dank so roll some up
pre-game and hit the spot, let me know if you wit it or not
come on to my private sp-ce, i ain’t got no time to waste
nice body and i like yo’ face, but i ain’t the type to chase

bridge : au jus
it’s the pre-game baby let me coach you
let me mold you like a real n-gga supposed to (2x)

verse 2: au jus
it started in a bas-m-nt off of cascade
right time at the wrong age, right vision with the wrong ways
a refund check and some bad grades
wonderin’ if this world were mine
writin’ rhymes cuz they drew the line
tryna eat, wanted to stuff my face
dog, i had so much bittersweet sh-t on my plate
like blowin’ good on a bad day, spendin’ 20 for a point 8
if we can go 10-10, n-gga we straight
anything to escape
but it’s just me and you girl, so grab a blunt and elevate
we progressed and took this sh-t down to collins, mia
it’s crazy how them same queens is boppin’ to this day
tellin’ us to get that cake
now is it because we been in ’em, or because they see somethin’ in us?
do they love a n-gga’s ambition or are they caught up in l-st?

i got no game but some b-tches understand my story (9x)

bridge: au jus (6x)

- the sophomores

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