letra de slept in the rarri - tony kantana
intro
yeah i got so rich had 2 take that b-tch to balenciaga, balenciaga she like soccer what a shocker im not proper
hook
yeah, yeah i fit so good in that b-tch i might just take a nap uh, she told me some counterfeit but that sh-t was too cap
had to go get my money so that sh-t was a lap had to go get my money so that sh-t was a nap, if that n-gga run up on me dead i got my strap
yeah where that n-gga going he be dead and that’s no cap where that n-gga going you’ll never see him again there is no point of ever keeping a friend
verse
yeah (whistle)
rockstar in this b-tch (b-tch) i might takе a trip (yup) all my b-tches l!ck (yeah) on my f-cking d-ck (i got em) my b-tch do thе splits yeah oh sh-t
yeah oh sh-t (woo) i’m a rock star in this b-tch (yeah) f-cking her in my cardigan i wouldn’t f-ck that broad again tryna condemn b-tch i’m smarter than you (whistle)
b-tch i know i’m the sh-t i don’t need no tp when you couldn’t flip a brick
hook
yeah i fit so good in that b-tch i might just take a nap uh, she told me some counterfeit but that sh-t was too cap
had to go get my money so that sh-t was a lap had to go get my money so that sh-t was a nap, if that n-gga run up on me dead i got my strap
yeah where that n-gga going he be dead and that’s no cap where that n-gga going you’ll never see him again there is no point of ever keeping a friend
verse 2
b-tch (whistle) i’m the 1st round pick (yeah) you mercedes b-tch (you a lame chick) i’m the sh-t
i don’t need no help when i did this when i was broke i did this sh-t and i’d knew that i would get so rich all these n-ggas cap cap, cap, cap counterfeit
all these n-ggas whack (what?) miss with that sh-t (goofy ass b-tch) goofy ass you a stupid b-tch and sh-t so stupid fake ass crip
hook
yeah i fit so good in that b-tch i might just take a nap uh, she told me some counterfeit but that sh-t was too cap
had to go get my money so that sh-t was a lap had to go get my money so that sh-t was a nap, if that n-gga run up on me dead i got my strap
yeah where that n-gga going he be dead and that’s no cap where that n-gga going you’ll never see him again there is no point of ever keeping a friend
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