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letra de yellow! - vanilla oreo

[skit: vanilla oreo]
i don’t know bro. i just don’t feel like i match like the white people stereotypes or act super white or, you know, say super white things. oh hold up, i’m getting a call, “yellow!”

[verse 1]
woke up feelin’ good now it’s time to start a new day
last night i got in a fight with the f-ckin hoa
my neighbor real mad ’cause i’m living life my way
he just love to hate ’cause he can’t afford my new place
but his wife sure love it, d-mn karen want a lil taste
but i got a new b-tch and she got a new face
she made me buy her christians cuz that’s like her new faith
now i’m saving up ’cause sh-t i want a new wraith
now i’m makin’ waves like i was a durag
every time you see me out your girlfriend askin’ “who dat?”
but i won’t cuff a hoe yea baby ima douche bag
all the guys wanna know like “oooh why do you do that?”
i say “i can’t f-ck that b-tch ’cause i’m in a hurry”
but she can give me neck, she can suck me like kirby
and if i shooted my shot i be ballin’ like curry
i know that ain’t a word but i’m zooted, it’s all blurry
call me chris brown ’cause i beat that p-ssy
like rihanna
if a p-ssy try me i’ll hit that b-tch like saitama
you can’t tell me sh-t ’cause ima do what i wanna
and i’ll still f-ck your b-tch in my footed pajamas
but i won’t ever chase a girl, won’t ever give her dough
’cause i ain’t no f-ckin simp i ain’t captain save a hoe
plus these females just want d-ck, they never ask about my day
never let ‘em slide in my dm’s, gotta keep these thots at bay
if she breathes she a thot and it’s with our hearts thotties like to play
keep your head up king, your crown is falling it’s all gonna be okay
haters say i’m g-y and i hit ‘em with that no you
my girlfriend said she pregnant, she ask me what i’m goin’ do
word to grammy i got alzheimer’s ’cause i don’t know you
’cause i won’t raise my son, word to daddy and word to goku
i’ll throw up the deuces and then just start to fade away
but just know i’ll come back if my son in the nba
the lean in my cup purple like donatello
this chronic in my blunt make me a mellow fellow
if you call my phone you can bet i won’t say h-llo
i really can’t help it, man, i gotta say “yellow!”

- vanilla oreo

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