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letra de intro - trdee

[intro]
ooo sh-t thats a danny g beat
sh-t!
f-ck!
ok danny
ok, ok

[verse]
walk a n-gga down in some yeezy foam runners (brr, come here!)
when we done f-cking, like a kicker, i’ma punt her (sh-t! she gone)
i ain’t switching teams, you like kd with the thunder (lame)
pockets filled up with dog sh-t, i need a plunger (f-ck)
i done got the neck and i ain’t even save her number (d-mn)
would she do the same if i ain’t rap, man i wonder (sh-t)
hand me a lighter, finna put an oppy in the air (pshew)
mr. krabs with sauce i don’t wanna share (i can’t)
i ain’t finna play no games with you, we ain’t at the fair (b-tch)
i ain’t trippin on a b-tch, i always got a spare (ok)
feelin’ like tony stark, ridin’ round with some metal
she like doin’ the dash, i might stand up on the pedal (sh-t!)
and i’m off the za, paul walker, i might crash (skrr)
oh, you ain’t hip, if you ain’t first then you last (lame)
oh, you ain’t hip, if we ain’t f-ckin, then its “adios” (bye)
saw my opp out, you would’ve thought that n-gga seen a ghost (brr, tsh)
i can’t believe these n-ggas still is broke
white buffs lookin like two aunts but i don’t score no coke (sh-t)
why you talkin bout the stroke if you had rich parents?
he gon’ put his hands on her if he catch his b-tch starin’
ok i’ma ball for the times i got balled on
make it to the top, and i’m gon’ put my n-ggas all on
sh-t i feel like venus, got some racks on me (sh-t!)
[?] r.i.p. kobe
got it on my own, ain’t no big brodie
all his friends dead, he a bit lonely
outro:
lame
b-tch
sh-tty boyz sh-t
sbdsm
sbdsm

- trdee

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