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letra de mud - xanderz (us)

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showing up high off percocet (perky)
flipping the seagulls you n-ggas on ritalin (ritalin)
uh, this chain cost a hunnit bands
don’t love a thot so don’t ask if i let em in (don’t ask if i let em in)
uh, these diamonds i’m swimming in (swimming in)
must be a fortune i’m living in (fortune)
pants be so chubby, can’t fit in em
served her some sugar, she lovin’ my cinnamon

uh, four of the mud (mud)
my man, your pockets be hurtin’ (pocket)
hunnit bands strapped in my closet
run up on me getcha blood on my curtains
n-gga, my name not important
smokin’ og, my balencies imported
got the red dot i’m repeatin’
pulled up to match and they couldn’t afford it

hold up, trigger cl!cking
off 3 bars, my finger’s slippin’ (slippin’)
bag a b-tch and i’ll dismiss em
pay for food on one condition
i can’t wife no thottie, boy my standards always too specific
boo boo on my d-ck, she kiss it
oovoo like my 6th grade wishes
my b-tch be too -n-lytic
rolled a wood and candlelit it (candle)
ap got the phantom with the henny, got the handle with it
knocked out, boy your lights are dimming
greened out, think your lungs are finished
you can count my commas, it’s threaded all in my bedsheet linen (commas)
boy this beat so d-mn amazing (‘mazing)
ain’t no n-gga can replace me
if xanderz ever sober (sober)
that n-gga must’ve been crazy (crazy)
them n-ggas diamonds fugazy
adidas sneakers like the 80’s
i don’t rock with the sneak dissin’, sending all my n-ggas that from haiti

why you dressin’ like a foreigner
keep on testin’ make me call a coroner
uzi sittin’ on my girlie’s lap with the chopper casings, let it pour on her
buyin’ thotties, then recording her
teleport like a sorcerer
the block is hot, n-gga keep it lowkey, peep the opps on the monitor

showing up high off percocet (perky)
flipping the seagulls you n-ggas on ritalin (ritalin)
uh, this chain cost a hunnit bands
don’t love a thot so don’t ask if i let em in (don’t ask if i let em in)
uh, these diamonds i’m swimming in (swimming in)
must be a fortune i’m living in (fortune)
pants be so chubby, can’t fit in em
served her some sugar, she lovin’ my cinnamon

uh, four of the mud (mud)
my man, your pockets be hurtin’ (pocket)
hunnit bands strapped in my closet
run up on me getcha blood on my curtains
n-gga, my name not important
smokin’ og, my balencies imported
got the red dot i’m repeatin’
pulled up to match and they couldn’t afford it

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