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letra de no joke (freestyle) - thump

[intro]
so what u think about this new upcoming artist named thump?
what do i think about him? (the kid is no joke)
he raps
(the kid is no joke)
he sings
i even heard him on a bachata track
(yo, the kid is no joke)
the kid is truly no joke (he’s no joke)
the kid is no joke
the kid is no f-ckin’ joke

[verse #1]
you boys just talk a lot (cut it)
i don’t really understand it
quite frankly can’t stand it
ten guns where i’m standing
cameras rollin’, might just film a movie then i tell the boys i’m demanded
you do it all for the gram, man
i do it all for the family
second house worth a couple mil
more gold than a temple
c-m stains in the rental
i take it back, they ain’t want it back drop a bag on em like segetal
car s-x is essential
no choice but the rolls royce, said it make the kid feel special
car ace sensation
really i’m back from vacation
sun on the woman, location
tell her to bring her friend and her best friend’s girl down to the bas-m-nt (3sum)
i just make moves on my own (i do)
you do not get in the paint cause we lockin’ it up like sour q zone
lock him up, he ain’t make a bell
what’s worse than the cops is a n-gga who’s doing a cop’s job he’s a fake twelve
the pies move like a bake sale
her arch game on deep breath
head game on xl
waist game on baby gep
and that -ss on xl
like robby, i’m know in the hood call me young abu dhabi
d-mn, chop like karate
i’m swerving, i’m swerving, i’m swerving
i pull up on oak in a brand new bugatti (woo)
savages ride and they stay right beside me
i’m begging you boys to not try me
they sit back and they all scream “and now thumpies”

[hook #1]
no joke, no joke
no joke, no joke (nah)
no joke, no joke
you boys gon’ choke
ninety nine, where i post
three, one, two, five, three meth
if anybody wanna smoke
my boys on go

[verse #2]
ghost writers never use that
sneak dissin’, can’t do that
you ain’t never had to juice somebody, tell me how he got his juice back
move waves than a doo-rag
just left for a new bag
summer days right around the block, twice b-tches screamin’ “the coup that”
i went to school for biology
used to get head in biology
i had a freak on the side of me
sh-t used to happen ironically
if i swear i do it solemnly
they screamin’ “thumpy you gotta be”
the one that’s gon’ put up for jersey and dominy
i might just change the economy

[hook #2]
no joke, no joke (nah)
no joke, no joke (i’m not)
no joke, no joke (he isn’t)
i’m cuttin’ everybody throat (ah)
nothin’ more, nothin’ less (mh)
m.b.t.b, moved the beat to the writing into an f
mixed by the f-ckin’ best

- thump

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