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letra de window oppa - ugg low

road to the money and these rubber tires burning pavement
ain′t have a dollar now i’m happy and we glad we made it
we from the bottom so i don′t know why these n-ggas hating

if you don’t f-ck with ugg then

you an op on my roster mad at me
i think i know why
and if you play with my shottas then i guarantee that somebody gone die
i know i can call anyone of my dawgs at anytime of day and i know they gon slide-
we do what we do in the late night and we never speak on it again after we see the sunrise

need a bad chick with the body of a bentley coupe
when it come to bread i go and get it like a pigeon do
internet thugs i can’t stand them we got different views
if we got a problem then yo addy where i send it to
real sh-t
call me will smith
kuz b-tch i need that bank just like my uncle name was phillip
please don′t play with them boys over there kuz they will k!ll
glocks up on they hip them b-tches twins call em phil and lil
don′t care if it’s rain snow or sunny
on the road to the money
got this drank poured in my cup
these haters praying on my downfall tell em good luck
you don′t offend me this ain’t fendi i don′t give two f-cks
man f-ck a tinted window b-tch i need a curtain on it
she said she never suck no d-ck well this the perfect moment
i grew up round the og’s i looked at them as homies
they told me never beef with n-ggas that just serve baloney
that′s how i know if

- ugg low

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