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letra de still cry - yelir

[chorus: ye’lir]

no tears over here drinking liq straight no beers over here
dealing with our stresses put your weed in the air
all my pretty ladies put your hands in the air
put em high put em high
no tears over here girl you baby sitting put your blunt in the air
fellas find a lady with her hands in the air
we just came to party all the stress we don’t care
h-ll nahh h-ll nahh

[verse 1: drue]

talk is cheap all i hear is y’all cheap talking
you ain’t talking bout cash don’t speak often
when it comes to getting paper i’m like the office
on top like the header you beneath margin
need to come get your chick ’cause she keep stalking
you can’t keep calling me darling my team balling
something like the ’96 chicago bulls
n-ggas on a streak of winning i may never lose
i don’t need them to believe me ’cause i am the truth
just collect the rings like sonic leave em out the loop
when i hit the mall, it’s a photoshoot
when i hit the club, it’s a paperview
diamonds way too colorful she say she was crushing oohh
wcw same hoe we be running thru
now her senses what she coming too

[chorus]

[verse 2: ye’lir]

you can tell by my face i ain’t listening
when you running point you know its all about positioning
when you in the center you can’t even trust the middleman
now you on your guard everyday like the president
i’m talking 44 i’m never talking 45
n-ggas 44 and never see that 45
that’s why you sn-tch that 44 and strike that 45
but even in retaliation you getting a 4 to 5
tryna stay fortified thats why i pray at night
heading west on my fantasies till i see the lights
but all i see is dark i feel like death is knocking
and if he get the ringing swear to god we speak of boxing
ain’t no love below so i stay most high
i still got bud to roll but i got no time
i thought i lost my pops but we got mo’ time
and we goin live up momma swear to god let them tears dry

[chorus]

- yelir

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