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letra de sum’n - wisdom

[intro]
souls, ayy
yeah
d-mn glacier, this one finna k!ll these n-ggas

[chorus]
the way that he talkin’, he must be high or somethin’ (what the f-ck?)
he must wanna see god or somethin’ (jesus he coming)
she stole that neck like she fine or somethin’ (ooh)
but she ain’t really fine or nothin’
she can’t suck no d-ck and i’m fresh off a l!ck, i’m like b-tch is you tired or somethin’? (huh?)
i’m not takin’ pics, i still stay with that stick and i still grip that pole tryna find me somethin’ (bah)

[verse 1]
she a freak ho, like to ride (she do)
she get to protestin’ when she ride (she nasty)
she like them n-ggas who handsome and violent
she want me to beat up the p-ssy when i do
watch out for these n-ggas, these hoes they be grimey (for real)
pockets on fat, give a f-ck ’bout a doubt (don’t)
when it come to trap, i’m a motherf-ckin’ driver
f-ck with two men ’cause these n-ggas be lyin’ (they cap)
you know me, i’m a well known stepper
well known flexer, full blown presser (yeah)
get yo’ ho wetter, clean that dresser
name one fresher, b-tch, i’m motherf-ckin’ pressure
still wearin’ sh-t, n-ggas, for way more than less
and still up that pole if they wanna address
we set the tone that you motherf-ckers test
we buildin’ on whatever, b-tch, we young and reckless
[chorus]
the way that he talkin’, he must be high or somethin’ (what the f-ck?)
he must wanna see god or somethin’ (jesus he coming)
she stole that neck like she fine or somethin’ (ooh)
but she ain’t really fine or nothin’
she can’t suck no d-ck and i’m fresh off a l!ck, i’m like b-tch is you tired or somethin’? (huh?)
i’m not takin’ pics, i still stay with that stick and i still grip that pole tryna find me somethin’ (bah)

[verse 2]
well we got that strap for they ass
he play, he gon’ die with the rest (he gon’ die with the rest)
tell them youngins to clean up the mess
pour him a cup, make him lean with his chest (make him lean)
beat a block, b-tch i been doug e. fresh, uh
gave her these talks after tearin’ her flesh
i’ma peek out while she peek out her breast
put her straight to sleep ’cause i’m far from the rest (i am)
vroom, i’m gone (gone)
how i prove you right and from wrong? (woo)
i clear out that smoke like a motherf-ckin’ bong
she runnin’ full speed, ’bout to chase her a bone
’cause that ain’t your mans if he don’t put you on (he ain’t)
she can’t take the d-ck but she act like she grown
you don’t speak out of turn, b-tch, that’s not what we on
tryna see ’bout that, f-ck that talk over the phone (b-tch)
[chorus]
the way that he talkin’, he must be high or somethin’ (what the f-ck?)
he must wanna see god or somethin’ (jesus he coming)
she stole that neck like she fine or somethin’ (ooh)
but she ain’t really fine or nothin’
she can’t suck no d-ck and i’m fresh off a l!ck, i’m like b-tch is you tired or somethin’? (huh?)
i’m not takin’ pics, i still stay with that stick and i still grip that pole tryna find me somethin’ (bah)

- wisdom

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