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letra de pardon - wasiu

aw man
hey what’s up man
aye these n-ggas done f-cked up
h-ll yeah
i swear
that’s what i’m saying
alright, i’m about to go in
nah, nah, n-gga i got this
for real?
you got it?
n-gga let me go first, n-gga
you sure?
n-gga, i got this
alright, alright, go ahead

i’ll pay you no mind
just pay me in cash
i’m living a dream
this sh-t go fast
forgot about time
the hour the glass
i lost my mind
and found my path
if sh-t goes down
and if it come down to the the lawyer fees
promise that you’ll never question my loyalty
ain’t saying a thing i cannot afford it
detective is asking the camera recording me
this what a link up with family supposed to be
know what i mean dog
thanking the lord
thanking allah
or black jesus kissing my rosary
always knew i was going to be something
mama told me boy you got to eat something
kojo on the phone
bago hit me if you need something
i guess i got lucky my n-ggas been real
riding on loyalty down to the wheels
n-ggas don’t squeal, william o’neal

this ain’t no ice
it ain’t no glass
check out my ring it ain’t no flash
the drip too hard the sh-t gon’ splash
tryna get rich i came from rags
this ain’t no joke so please don’t laugh
this ain’t no boast it ain’t no brag
f-ck that please excuse my raf
pardon my drip pardon my swag
pardon my drip
kiet
pardon my swag
chiupz
running this sh-t
alright man
get to the bag
all 21
is it my turn?
we in our bag
can i go now?
laughing this sh-t straight to the bank
yo

i ain’t no b-tch, i will take yours
can’t feel my wrist, the sh-t stay froze
dollar and a dream, i ain’t j. cole
but i will get green like i’m wearing fake gold

what the hekler?
this sh-t slap like a hockey shot
or a rocky pop
i will not be stopped i’m a basquiat
royal flush like apashe drop
yeah
i been a king and she call me your majesty
your queen i played her she gone what a tragedy
checking her chest so i’m feeling the strategy
l!cking my lollipop watching her calories
flyest around baby no need to flatter me
i clipped the wings of an angel i’m fly to me
blesser than jesus christ dealing with allergies
devilish smile i hope god isn’t mad at me
yeah yeah yeah
what’s happening?
brand new b-tch just passed it
yeah
recycle that hoe she plastic
p-ssy stay wet but she might be catfish
hmmm
swim in that sh-t give her backstrokes
how i get in cheeks? i’m an assh0l- yeah
hmmm
n-ggas want smoke? i’m tobacco
sanji kick, arigato yeah
hmmm

drip like a bateau styled by sebago
woke up fresh i’m a natural
painted her face like picasso
if her man want beef feed him tacos

i ain’t no b-tch, i will take yours
can’t feel my wrist, the sh-t stay froze
dollar and a dream, i ain’t j. cole
but i will get green like i’m wearing fake gold
yeah

hahahaha

- wasiu

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