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letra de ​red sox - whytier

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[chorus]
yeah, yeahhh
blatt
plugg!
we on his ass, take his head off his shoulders
i got money while you get older
b-tch, you get mad, wrist get colder
i’m in my bag, drank inside my soda
he so ass, why he talking ’bout cloning?
i’m in b-tch, boy, i got pneumonia
d-mn, take his head off
play with the sticks like the red sox
the f-ck, is you smoking on dead opps?
hop out the spot cause the feds hot
talking, but i’m on yo’ d-mn block
we sending them shots at yo’ d-mn top
bad hoe say i’m the man, yeah
[verse]
me and gang hop out the coupe
yeah, f-ck it, i yank off the roof, b-tch
ego be coming out the blue
yeah, i’m tryna f-ck ’til she loose

[bridge]
(tuh, i’m tryna f-ck ’til she loose, huh)
(b-tch, i’m tryna f-ck ’til she, yeah)

[chorus]
yeah, yeahhh
blatt
we on his ass, take his head off his shoulders
i got money while you get older
b-tch, you get mad, wrist get colder
i’m in my bag, drank inside my soda
he so ass, why he talking ’bout cloning?
i’m in b-tch, boy, i got pneumonia
d-mn, take his head off (f-ck)
play with the sticks like the red sox
the f-ck, is you smoking on dead opps?
hop out the spot cause the feds hot
talking, but i’m on yo’ d-mn block
we sending them shots at yo’ d-mn top
bad hoe say i’m the man, yeah

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