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letra de drunk calling - wil$on (usa)

[hook: wil$on]
see she don’t like me when i gets like this huh
say she don’t write me cuz of sh-t like this huh
the snakes don’t bite me but they just might hiss huh
they’ll never fight me yet they still gone diss
so what’s hannenen
what’s hannenen
so what’s hannenen
so what’s hannenen
so what’s hannenen
so what’s hannenen
what’s hannenen
so what’s hannenen

[verse 1: wil$on]
armed with self destruction
what’s the discussion
you making points babe but why you cussin?
yeah i know i f-cked up i get the fussin
i get to acting like a mule but why you russian
where you going why you leaving where you off to?
you sicka chasing after me and i exhaust you
oh i see you found ya voice oh sh-t she talk too?
don’t come to me about no b-tches you done talked to
it ain’t no proof that ain’t the truth it ain’t no game
it ain’t my number ain’t my picture ain’t my name
might as well star up in a fl!ck with keenan wayans
way n-ggas be lying that’s a low down dirty shame
sicko sicko headed for the sh-tro
we been bouncing all around just like a 64
if i ain’t ya man then why you give a sh-t fo
drunk talking about how i used to kick doe’s
[hook: wil$on]
see she don’t like me when i gets like this huh
say she don’t write me cuz of sh-t like this huh
the snakes don’t bite me but they just might hiss huh
they’ll never fight me yet they still gone diss
so what’s hannenen
what’s hannenen
so what’s hannenen
so what’s hannenen
so what’s hannenen
so what’s hannenen
what’s hannenen
so what’s hannenen
so what’s hannenen
so what’s hannenen
so what’s hannenen
so what’s hannenen
what’s hannenen
so what’s hannenen
so what’s hannenen
so what’s hannenen
so what’s hannenen
so what’s

[verse 2/outro: wil$on]
tired of feeling like a-
tired of feeling like a-
tired of feeling like a 6th man
thinking my heart gone need a quick scan
insurgent like it’s january 6th and
became an ain’t sh-t man in a sick span
caught it all on film it prolly hit cannes
(yeahhhh yeahhhh yeahhhh yeahhhh)
(yeahhhh yeahhhh yeahhhh yeahhhh)
what are we?
lovers or opps
i’ll stay through mad sh-t but
never the cops
greasy n-gga
cover the locs
turn up the sounds to
cover the shots
(block block block block)
higher than crack rock
took martins place if fools
needing a mascot
why do tools fall in love?
i’m in no place to judge
why i do what i does
i don’t know just because

- wilon usa

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