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letra de brick owens - wasteey monroe

[intro: wasteey monroe]
shoutout dizzy man
ap in this b-tch man
[?], in this motherf-cker man
you know what i’m saying
forreal, forreal

[verse: wasteey monroe]
know that they fake, know these n-gg-s phony
can’t lesson no thot, hoe no they hoeing
that ain’t my n-gg-, n-gg- ain’t my homie
getting this guap, watch that sh-t growing
i stomp on they necks, you just tip toeing
i stay in some fresh sh-t, brick owens
[?], young terrell owens

[verse: wasteey monroe]
thought i had fell, but i kept going
i beat up the pack b-tch, elbowing
i’m smoking exotic, smoking on that foreign
these n-gg-s be talking cause they life boring
i’m done with the drank had to quit pouring
the struggle was cold, thought this sh-t was snowing
don’t speak on my name, b-tch you just know it
she had a dump truck, so i had to tow it
got cake like a baker, go and get the dough in
know that they fake, know these n-gg-s phony
that ain’t my n-gg-, n-gg- ain’t my homie
i smash on your thot, young macoroni
i stomp on they necks, you just tip toeing
i stay in some fresh sh-t, brick owens
i came here to play, young terrell owens
they thought i had fell, but i kept going
got cash in the box, i bet i make em’ wait
don’t trust in no b-tch n-gg-, to this day
saving these hoes, n-gg- where your cape?
i cook it like betty, getting all this cake

[chorus: wasteey monroe]
know that they fake, know these n-gg-s phony
can’t lesson no thot, hoe no they hoeing
that ain’t my n-gg-, n-gg- ain’t my homie
getting this guap, watch that sh-t growing
i stomp on they necks, you just tip toeing
[?], young terrell owens
thought i had fell, but i kept going

- wasteey monroe

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