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letra de lookin' for somethin' - trillville

[intro: don p]
rah, i mean.. it’s like..
i mean.. i’m close to be smoking
-coughing-
close to be drinking
ain’t nothing do
yee

[hook: don p]
smoking big no sticks no ciggs
who am i to disagree?
popping crys and v.i.p
everybody’s lookin for somethin’

[verse 1: don p]
don p checking in
stepping out? nah i’m stepping in
went to the border bought some mexicans
they clean up my house every weekend
sh-t i’m just a regular pedestrian
you still gotta stop when i’m crossing the street
i still gotta holler when i see me a freak
sh-t, what so different about me?
nothing, same old p
live like saints, seven days a week
been the same way ever since zone 3
play, eat, sh-t, sleep
only difference now i got a bank account
a couple more zeros in my bank amount
head to jamaica take a fly it out
bombaclatt i’m jamaican now
shrooooo, back to the a
gun just smoke in my escalade
trilltown maffia is getting paid
i’m blessed, what more can i say?
so don’t get confused with this rapping
whoop a n-ggas -ss, ain’t talking ’bout madden
i’m deep in the game and n-gga you lame
“don p you ain’t sh-t!”
and what is your name?

[hook: don p]
smoking big no sticks no ciggs
who am i to disagree?
popping crys and v.i.p
everybody’s lookin for somethin’

[verse 2: lil atlanta]
what?
i don’t give a d-mn what you think about me
as long as you motherf-cker think about me
i’mma do what i do, better understand me
[?]
pocket full of money so i feel like the sh-t
n-gga we here, give a f-ck who you with
you ain’t gonna stand or respect my cl!ck?
you can’t get mad if i f-cked your b-tch
n-gga better know that i’m a pimp
gangs on my feet, so i walking with a limp
love to get cheese, so i need a couple shrooms
it’s always cool, but i rather eat a blunk
for them haters that be out here slum
i’m gonna load up and let the heat go
and i ain’t lettin’ up till your head get cold
think i’mma let you beat me? no!
until you catch me in the trunk of a trunk
about to throw a party, because the money don’t stop
started with a nine, but i jamming my glock
real g hang around here in my block
so i kick it like a puerto rican
and i hit it like a porto rihan
and i’m living too good to let any motherf-cker i done, mess up my sh-t
hey!

[hook: don p]
smoking big no sticks no ciggs
who am i to disagree?
popping crys and v.i.p
everybody’s lookin for somethin’

- trillville

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