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letra de sax fifth avenue flow - traum diggs

traum diggs verse 1:
sax fifth avenue flow
she rock the gucci clutch
don’t give out the coochi much;
on the rare occasion she’ll steam the dutch;
wrist gleaming much
such things will have you locked up with customs for custom rings;
she’s accustomed to custom things
that you can’t pr-nounce;
but i’m a brooklyn dude and she loves hanging out;
we chill in ft. greene
she calls it clinton hill;
plus she love it when i take her through brownsville;
always entertaining conversation
she pure heart;
loving different cultures plus she’s into art;
never knew where to start
so i played my part;
caught in the “friend zone”;
feeling like eli in the red zone
no plays to score;
even though her whole framework i did adore;
her whole allure
body crazy, skin mocha;
down to earth
watch sports and played poker;
wonder if she knows how i felt
as we sat and conversate about a dude she dealt with;
i felt it every time she went into detail;
and not a tag on this female was retail

chorus:
shorty dress like a hov song
all that sh-t kanye talk
but she built like a hood girl
beyonce got the same walk
sacks fifth ave, a handful of bags and my pants still sag
my pants still sag
with my sax fifth avenue flow

r3verb verse 2:
gotta love her
when i need her
she come thru
i’m like, “to run errands”
she like, “whatever boo”
she’s ramming bout pants sagging
as 2 dudes cross our path n’
as we flashin in the benz wagon
her and two friends
we commence the blunt p-ssin’
as they keep the conversation up
about how n-ggas need to grow up
i stay laughing
cuz so often those are the ones that they end up with
opposities attractin’
a strong statement
guess that’s how i ended with this situation
cats hatin’
seem like they waiting for my spot to be taken
but we just friends
i don’t have the time or the patience
to deal wit her high maintenance
but moments alone
have me second guessing
always knew i could have her if i started pressin
and the way she fit into the things she dress in
that dvf, gievanchy, lanvin, & louis vuitton

repeat chorus

aziz verse 3:
shorty’s from chitown
nice booty, eyes brown;
takin’ trips to philly
just to keep that vibe ’round;
cause she says i’m different
than most (of) the n-ggas that she
meet on a daily basis
none of them make her happy;
met her on the humble
hoping out a taxi
wit’ two of her friends
grabbing mad bags out the back seat;
bout to hit zaxby’s
and lounge for a minute
her whole style’s on point
like pyramids of kemit;
true queen, eyes green, name was maxine
every time i hop in the benz
she bangin’ c.r.e.a.m.;
always had something to steam
so loud it’ll scream
louis bag matchin her jeans
nahmean;
she was super fire
no one prior that i desire
on a mental note
never focusing on v-g-n-;
we prayed together went shopping
even laid together;
attracted to each other
but never played with pleasure
yeah!

repeat chorus

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