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letra de on the flo - wacotron

[chorus: wacotron]
one (one), who brought that recognition to the city? (let’s get it)
two (two), who kept it goin’ while them n-ggas quittin’? (stop it)
ayy, three (three), put pressure on ’em, i ain’t show no pity
that was me (me), i had to show ’em they ain’t f-ckin’ with me (ha, look out)
four (four), every time it drop, it’s off the floor (floor)
five (five), pull your camera out, we goin’ live (goin’ live)
ayy, six (six), go and tell ’em i’m back with the sh-t (ayy)
quick (quick), you heard about it, come get you a hit (ayy, like that)

[verse 1: wacotron]
i had come sit back and listen, i was clearin’ my vision
won’t pull a stunt for attention, i swear these n-ggas ridiculous
i can’t see competition, say, this hustlе relentless
i chеck my feet and i got blisters just from standin’ on business
i got this water on me, fiji (ah)
these diamonds on me t–thin’
these n-ggas throwin’ salt and they be at it every season (for real)
i told ’em, they believe me (believe me), i make it look too easy (i do)
can’t get no carbon copy, you want this? go get a genie
when you speak on me, i hope it’s only facts
hold up, bring it back
i was smokin’ texas, that was thrax, it could fix a flat (it could fix it)
i can’t help, this sh-t been to the max, swap and shippin’ packs
if i don’t pick up, then shoot me a fax, i cannot relax
[chorus: wacotron]
one (one), who brought that recognition to the city? (let’s get it)
two (two), who kept it goin’ while them n-ggas quittin’? (stop it)
ayy, three (three), put pressure on ’em, i ain’t show no pity
that was me (me), i had to show ’em they ain’t f-ckin’ with me (ha, look out)
four (four), every time it drop, it’s off the floor (floor)
five (five), pull your camera out, we goin’ live (goin’ live)
ayy, six (six), go and tell ’em i’m back with the sh-t (ayy)
quick (quick), you heard about it, come get you a hit (ayy, like that)

[verse 2: lil double 0]
fresh off a l!ck, dope off the brick (junkies line up, need that fix)
get ’em quick, all i know is trap, all i know is l!cks
in the hood sure look like soldier slim, the opps hate me like they hate chris
go check the scoreboard, n-ggas know we up
that fire don’t shoot, don’t miss (nah)
love a gamble, come shake the dice
hit him twice, you beat your luck
they say a cat survive through nine lives, but a human ain’t got no luck
backdoor switch-a-roo, pull up, bring the crew and get ’em touched
n-ggas risk they life for stripes, no nascar, big driver, double control stunt
been doin’ this sh-t for a while, been walkin’ down, 2001
mama said she gave birth to a beast and that’s what i become
don’t sneak, ridin’ with cold heat with my n-ggas
we be four deep still screamin’, “4k, rest in peace my n-ggas” (uh)
[chorus: wacotron]
one (one), who brought that recognition to the city? (let’s get it)
two (two), who kept it goin’ while them n-ggas quittin’? (stop it)
ayy, three (three), put pressure on ’em, i ain’t show no pity
that was me (me), i had to show ’em they ain’t f-ckin’ with me (ha, look out)
four (four), every time it drop, it’s off the floor (floor)
five (five), pull your camera out, we goin’ live (goin’ live)
ayy, six (six), go and tell ’em i’m back with the sh-t (ayy)
quick (quick), you heard about it, come get you a hit (ayy, like that, ayy, come—)

- wacotron

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