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letra de my preference - uv manny

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[verse 1: uv manny]
having fun, making money, toking weed
what’s more g than that see
ain’t going back to them dark days
only going ford when i glide down foggy pathways
oh lord, save me from this heart-ache
every time i have to part ways with a real g
from ca, to vt, to qld, even here in vic
mother f-cker see me be me, except it
when we hop on a beat, we wreck it (uh)
uv’s high, get the sunscreen protect it
shawty grabbed the vb, and she necked it (yeah)
if i’m p-ssed, ain’t no filter when i’m venting (ay)
knew bro did me dirty, grey arrow pending
but even with a good meal there gone be some hiccups
living for the g ups, then right back to reups (ay)
here’s psa, imma get that sh-t
cause i put it here in front of me

[pre-chorus: uv manny]
it’s a close circle baby you can’t get in
just puffing under stars with my best friends
with my brothers from the east to the west end
warm breeze kickin’ back that’s my preference

[chorus: uv manny, mia rivers]
create a vibe when we pullin’ up, with our energy
pockets full of cheese like f-ckin’ stuffed crust (woo)
maybe you could learn a lesson, i be f-ckin’ with my blessings
smoking koota not the hessian, this a wooza ain’t no tension
chillin’ smoother than a (session)
surrounded by the f-ckin (best ahhah)
cruising faded that’s my (preference)
kahsay, finish the rest (aight)
[verse 2: kahsay]
what up homie? actin’ like you know me
fronting, lying, acting phoney
ridin’ my d-ck, wanna be up in my clique
cause the truth we the sh-t, dropping hits
stacking chips, walking with a g limp
car be the cleanest, the flow be the meanest
hoes on my p-n-s, loving me like jesus
ballin’ in the game, while you sitting in the bleachers
circle full of leeches, go head and cut em off
clownin’ at the bottom, love you when your at the top
cold world never soft, jealous n-ggas plottin’
know they wanna take my spot
but i got it locked like a drug spot
sorry little boy but this is where the fun stops
i run blocks, evade cops with buds in my dacks
grinding all year, making big figure stacks
shaking rats, ducking traps, never slack
impulse when i act to leave you flat on your back

[pre-chorus: uv manny]
it’s a close circle baby you can’t get in
just puffing under stars with my best friends
with my brothers from the east to the west end
warm breeze kickin’ back that’s my preference
[chorus: uv manny, mia rivers]
create a vibe when we pullin’ up, with our energy
pockets full of cheese like f-ckin’ stuffed crust (woo)
maybe you could learn a lesson, i be f-ckin’ with my blessings
smoking koota not the hessian, this a wooza ain’t no tension
chillin’ smoother than a (session)
surrounded by the f-ckin (best ahhah)
cruising faded that’s my (preference)
kahsay, finish the rest (aight)

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