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letra de fucking awesome part ii - tripsixx

triplesixx in this b-tch, yuh
running up a check, yuh, whoa

[chorus]
ayy, okay, okay, ask me how i’m feeling, i say f-cking awesome
b-tch i’m all in, i’m flossin’
know that’s your [?] lover, i can’t watch them, my sauce
i know shawty, left that p-ssy in a coffin, now she keep callin’
lil n-gga, you don’t want these type of problems, your cause so lost when, yuh
i can’t feel no way when they sleepin’
nah, no, n-gga just go steal my wave, nah nah, i’m still ballin’
foldin’ up the scr-pe, pull up, pull up in a foreign, yeah

[verse 1]
ask me how i’m feeling, i say f-cking awesome
even though i know it’s [?] despite the drugs tucked off in my denim pocket
i just need a [?] come here, blow it like a faucet
go so hard, n-ggas gon’ think i lost it
[?] for the fast cash, spaz like a f-cking moshpit
got me f-cked up if you ain’t think tripsixx would come back with some hot sh-t
be honest
nice as most these artists, but i still show that love because that acting cool exhaustin’
n-ggas tryna play me ’cause i genuinely f-ck wit’ ’em
tryna get that [?] like a [?]
b-tch i might just let it fly, sh-t, you not [?]
[?] i sound like a white boy when i talk but
underestimate me, leave your b-tch ass in a box, yeah
put that on my moms yeah
[?] in the city, you know who we are, yeah, utu i’m loyal
[chorus]
‘kay, okay
ask me how i’m feeling, i’ll say f-cking awesome
b-tch i’m all in, i’m flossin’
know that’s your [?] lover, i can’t watch them, my sauce
i know shawty, left that p-ssy in a coffin, now she keep callin’
lil n-gga, you don’t want these type of problems, your cause so lost when, yuh
i can’t feel no way when they sleepin’
nah, no, n-gga just go steal my wave, nah nah, i’m still ballin’
foldin’ up the scr-pe, pull up, pull up in a foreign, yeah

[verse 2]
okay okay okay
does she really want me or them bands in my wallet
lately i’ve been balling with them pistons, ben wallace
mad i make a profit while these haters keep on talkin’
faded while i countein’ up these bands, it make nauseous
gave that b-tch the key to the ap, she say “that’s awesome”
ain’t even drop no tapes, yuh, and these b-tches keep on flockin’
she didn’t wanna talk while giving p-ssy, then i’m off it
ain’t go no time for the long talking
shawty i got options
pull up to her crib with a foriegn, told her hop in
shawty say i’m shinin’, guess that’s all the blood i’m rockin’
she gon’ hit my line ’cause she knows all my pack the loudest
swear i’m off the sh-t, i’m off the sh-t, my mind so clouded
yeah, and i ain’t baby, but i’m with that gang sh-t
pull up on you n-ggas and everybody you came with

- tripsixx

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