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letra de ​motherland - ​thr33

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[intro]
okay!
i’ve never even been to saks! i’ve never been to-

[hook]
it get nasty in the trenches
it get nasty in the jungle (okay!)
you had that bag, but you fumbled
we got them sticks, n-gga, like it’s west africa
whole gang bl!cked, we comin’ after ya
i ain’t from here, i’m from the motherland (okay!)
oh, he think smart, he got the upper hand
you gon’ stay little if you don’t expand
if i- if i tell it to you, you won’t understand
gimme all yo sh-t, n-gga, on command (okay!)
i ain’t martin, but i had a dream
i ain’t wanna follow shorty, so i took her self-esteem
fn- fn pistol get to bussin’
i can’t front no morе, i really done came from nothin’

[verse]
had to movе a couple n-ggas out my way ’cause they strugglin’
and i told that p-ssy n-gga watch yo tone, who the f-ck he cussin’?
n-ggas turnin’ fake
that’s a thot, i ain’t take her on a date
i see 12, n-gga, then i’m jumpin’ gates
with a freaky ho, we f-ck to kevin gates
i’ma- i’ma- i’ma snake that n-gga if he run up on me
she got bad vibes, she can’t come up on me
and she smack her p-ssy, sound like macaroni
i was down bad and sh-t, by my lonely
but i turned to thr33, i’m the one and only
i ain’t want that b-tch ’cause she f-ckin’ bony
when i touch some bread, it’s a testimony
i’m the top tier, you can stay below me
bro, you, you… caught me at saks? caught me at saks? i’m- (okay!)
[hook]
it get nasty in the trenches
it get nasty in the jungle (okay!)
you had that bag, but you fumbled
we got them sticks, n-gga, like it’s west africa
whole gang bl!cked, we comin’ after ya
i ain’t from here, i’m from the motherland (okay!)
oh, he think smart, he got the upper hand
you gon’ stay little if you don’t expand
if i- if i tell it to you, you won’t understand
gimme all yo sh-t, n-gga, on command (okay!)
i ain’t martin, but i had a dream
i ain’t wanna follow shorty, so i took her self-esteem
fn- fn pistol get to bussin’
i can’t front no more, i really done came from nothin’

[outro]
it was hard times, but a young n-gga always make a way
n-gga- n-gga, it’s a struggle, i was thinkin’ what my meal for the next day (gang, gang)
i been sayin’ free my brothers ’cause they locked up in the county (gang)
if a n-gga put some bread on yo head, okay, that’s a bounty (gang)
okay!

- thr33

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