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letra de five-ten - wooski woo & joray

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(intro)

i just thought i let you know, that im fine luh hoe, yeah im fine luh hoe

i just thought i let you know, that im fine without you b-tch, i ain’t stuck on that sh-t

(hook)

focused on getting instead finessing n sh-t

caught up in my bag instead impressing a b-tch

now all them hoes sick, they see im having and sh-t

they see taking off and i ain’t brag bout the sh-t

(verse)

i say my old b-tch, she probably hate me, she said i played ha

ion play doe, but when she ask, im playing hooky

i ain’t never been a rookie, two g2’s, i load em fully, bet not think, that you a bully
it’ll rain on yo street, if kk shake det ass

i den burnt a whole lot of cash, im talking h-lla fast

and if this was a race, you p-ssy boys would be in last

y’all ain’t making no money, n-ggas dummy, y’all n-ggas really bummy

how you twenty but a hunnid, that’s what the people asking

when i think about my past, i swear it’s so tragic

but that’s what sparked the magic

so i can’t watch no cell close, or end up in a casket, im just gone get to blasting

b-tch im a ghost, i get the neck, then i go

all she get is the white, she don’t get the moe

how could i fall for a hoe, she used to f-ck with my bro, but she think ion know

im a just go with the flow, then kick ha straight out the doe, yeah

that’s how you even the score, f-cking around with these hoes
young n-gga out of control, feining til he reach his goals

loyalty all that he knows
forever gone ride for his bro’s
roll up a wood of sum dope

then watch how a high n-gga float
try see, how high he could go

had to bump a few stars, before i could sore

i was looking for love, but not no more
my heart had froze, and then it tore

man im sick of that loving sh-t
b-tches come around so sl!ck, sometimes i can’t resist

had to bump a few stars, before i could sore

i was looking for love, but not no more
my heart had froze, and then it tore

(bridge)

aye , aye
mane im sick of all that love sh-t, b-tches come around so sl!ck, sometimes i can’t resist

yeah

mane im sick of all that loving sh-t, b-tches come around so sl!ck, sometimes i can’t resist

(hook)

focused on getting instead finessing n sh-t

caught up in my bag instead impressing a b-tch

now all them hoes sick, they see im having and sh-t

they see taking off and i ain’t brag bout the sh-t

(outro)

awwwwhhhh i ain’t brag bout’ it

mhm

i ain’t brag bout’ it

awwwwhhhh i ain’t brag bout’ it

n-gga f-ck with the gang, then that’s a dead body

i ain’t brag bout it

f-ck with the gang, that’s a dead body

i ain’t brag bout it

- wooski woo joray

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