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letra de banana republic - tycho.44

[hook: tycho.44]

gave your b-tch the banana without the republic
i’m in the spider ya’ll buggin’
out in cali i’m sippin’ and thuggin’ and druggin’ sippin’ on wocki not ‘tussin
my bro is my bro if you know then you know if you don’t then you gon’ get aborted
remember them days i was pushin’ them plays on them hoes all they did was ignore it
mobb ties, pop a couple addies then i pop out
sold out long lines like popeyes
diamonds stay dancin’ like cha cha
hit up magic city like voila (yeah)
walk inside and shut the whole muf-cka down
shots on me bought a couple hundred rounds said they wouldn’t ever now they f-ckin’ with me now, oh
[bridge: tycho.44]

i can’t hear thеse hataz i can’t hear thesе hoes
from they momma’s bas-m-nt how low can you go?
livin’ in a matrix, blue pill red pill imma pop ‘em both
cuz imma speed demon i don’t see no cones
‘bout that late night ‘til there ain’t no morning
from the underground to the mainstream with it
brought my day ones now we tag team b-tches
drip or drown leave you in a lake stream river
hit a p-ssy with the stick bet their legs gon’ quiver
if i run outta addie imma pop me a ritalin
stars in the sky of my wraith like no ceiling in it
of course i’ve got heart, just ain’t got no feeling in it
shuffled up my cards cuz i’m really tired of dealing with ‘em

[verse 1: tycho.44]

cartier buffs, carolina blue frames took the game by storm like andy dufresne
f-ck a lane b-tch i be on my wave
i got heavy hitters in atlanta, not the braves
f-ck a snow bunny then i take her to a rave
she from h-town ate her like a turkey leg, wait
know i had to hit up johnny dang bro put a whole house right inside my face

[hook: tycho.44]
gave your b-tch the banana without the republic
i’m in the spider ya’ll buggin’
out in cali i’m sippin’ and thuggin’ and druggin’ sippin’ on wocki not ‘tussin
my bro is my bro if you know then you know if you don’t then you gon’ get aborted
remember them days i was pushin’ them plays on them hoes all they did was ignore it
mobb ties, pop a couple addies then i pop out
sold out long lines like popeyes
diamonds stay dancin’ like cha cha
hit up magic city like voila (yeah)
walk inside and shut the whole muf-cka down
shots on me bought a couple hundred rounds said they wouldn’t ever now they f-ckin’ with me know, oh

[verse 2: tycho.44]

finna drop my b-lls on ‘em like a jugs machine
know i’m hot ‘cuz god don’t like ugly
smoke peanut b-tter breath i be toasted in a jif
team got the munchies so i keep a couple chefs
need for speed if you blink you gon’ miss me
pew, gone you’ll never get this
i ain’t f-ckin’ with the b-tches with an amazon wishlist only with a b-tch with a birkin in givenchy
from the dirty o so it’s hard to offend me
small town boy livin’ large and they jealous
walkin’ the sky call me martian margiela
y’all all talk, my guys never tellin’ on god
[hook: tycho.44]

- tycho 44

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