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letra de salute (yes) - tony shhnow

[intro]
h-llo (you gotta motherf-ckin’ feel this sh-t, boy)
yessir (banbwoi)
how you doing?
okay (blackjack production)
woah, woah, woah
uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
uh-huh, uh-huh

[chorus]
i wake up high, get fresh, then jump out the plane
bad b-tches on me
og throw the salute every time i’m doing my thing
young n-gga in the hood got money like meech
thick ho begging me to take her out to eat
i’m designer down all the way to my feet
i got some money every day this week
i got so up now i can’t sleep
yes, yes, yes, yes, yes
h-ll, yes, f-ck, yes, b-tch, yes, h-ll
am i getting money? of course
yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes
yes, yes, h-ll, yes, f-ck, yes
yes, yes
[verse]
yes, i want that money first before we get too deep involved she asked me what i want for christmas, i told her that, “i needed it all”
i start off my day with a pound of exotic
i don’t need none lil’ n-gga, i got it
before i was rapping my bag, i was wrapping narcotics
free all my n-ggas stuck behind the wall
shout out my n-ggas that trap out the loft
yes, she go for the gang if he was asking
no, this glock on my hip, not fashion
yes, i’m a lil’ high fake tipsy
i work with that .40, i could sign to drizzy
i want some money, this b-tch, she keep on talking about givenchy
rip nipsey, i stand on my ten, i’ma be this way ’til i turn sixty
i have the power like curtis, i told the promoter i need a bag in all fifties
i told my b-tch that she got a star like misty
i swear these rat n-ggas turning to djs, nowadays they too mixy

- tony shhnow

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