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letra de opera - warhol.ss & babychiefdoit

[intro]
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[verse: warhol.ss]
pack landed, got the door swinging turnt the spot up
blew the switch fat lady singing, no opera
lon chase hoes all i know is chasing cold commas
turnt her swag up, now she reciting what i taught her
dope dealer main figure i’m a cold n-gga
caught him reachin’ for the ice and made his soul lift
spitting [?] talking different he a whole pimp
i’m 50 states, 50 ways n-ggas know the biz
i told her this and some of that and one of us gotta listen
i’m super turnt hard body why my b-tch trippin’
they ain’t feelin’ none of that sh-t ain’t put yo soul in it
gen 5 compact, keep that pole hidden
aye
at the bank i’m in the vault that’s where you find me
i’m scr-pping digits monеy counting price risin’
i did some more and said lеss i play it silent
pocket watchin’ like he tryna do sum it’s violent
flip a n-gga quickest k!ll he tryna catch the bounty
send a n-gga right to god and i don’t think nothing about it
they don’t see me unless it’s paper and they know it probably
i do a trick and flip a car like i popped a ollie
big business pot whipping bro he soul pigeons
i been hiding in plain sight the benz over tinted
all my paper move for me i don’t like money sitting
they know the face i’m big p, i’m one of the biggest pendin’
[verse: babychiefdoit]
boy i’m screaming f-ck ya cl!ck
ya whole gang can get slaughtered b-tch
i’m a young mothaf-cka
probably f-cked yo daughter kid
i be f-cking anything don’t give a f-ck who yo daughter is
he be hopping hood to hood his ass act like a foster kid
bounce out with that birhhh and spank his ass just like his father did
either way yo hoe gone f-ck don’t give a f-ck what you brought the b-tch
don’t care what you taught the b-tch i see yo ho i hawk the b-tch
i’m her favorite rapper if i see her than you lost the b-tch
if you got a bbl i can’t trust ya
f-ck ya and any n-gga lower or above ya
sit that ass on my face she say l’m finna crush ya
i love ya i promise imma treat ya like my mother
rick owen’s all black and white like a panda
f-cked all the ‘raq hoes now i’m in atlanta
climb thru ya b-tch chimney, i’m santa
add a lil purple to my red tropicana

- warhol ss babychiefdoit

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