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letra de upperclass - yellow & certified

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hook [yellow] (x2):
stack up the racks
i want them digits
i sneak thru the back
it’s your b-tch that i’m feeling
we up with the class
you down in your feelings
i know that you mad that you isn’t wit it

in love with the bag, don’t fumble it
bag is birkin, if dirty i’m done wit it
(x2)

verse 1 [yellow]:
in love with the bag, don’t fumble it
money keep comin in
rollin in that v12 cullinan
i hope that tmz gone cover this
hope at&t give coverage
free all my boys in custody
they ain’t crew, they my family, my brothers
i ain’t gon sit by while my n-ggas in trouble
if we pull up issa dub for your gang
don’t worry i’ll keep it quiet, keep it subtle
i let the choppa sing on em, and i don’t know why, but bullets come out like they studder
i’ll gun him down for my brothers, gun him down for my brothers, i can’t switch
i can’t rat on my brothers, i can’t rat on my brothers, ain’t no snitch
hook [yellow] (x2):
stack up the racks
i want them digits
i sneak thru the back
it’s your b-tch that i’m feeling
we up with the class
you down in your feelings
i know that you mad that you isn’t wit it

in love with the bag, don’t fumble it
bag is birkin, if dirty i’m done wit it
(x2)

verse 2 [willie manic]:
got me a pack but i’m ready to go
dripped up in water from my head to toe
pour me some sh-t up, i need me a 4
[?] and they don’t even know
i can’t f-ck with these n-ggas they playin’ with souls
but i stay with my brothers, i head to the roads
had to smoke on my green, and i stay on the low
but these n-ggas is followers, down to the bone

when i was down i was broke i was poor
i ain’t have n0body to show me to the lord
turned to the pillies, i turned to the biddies, i turned to the drank i was losing my [?]
[?] me down i was ready to fight
i’m getting higher than a kite
keep me a sawed-off and a knife
.38 [?] at the light
hook [yellow] (x2):
stack up the racks
i want them digits
i sneak thru the back
it’s your b-tch that i’m feeling
we up with the class
you down in your feelings
i know that you mad that you isn’t wit it

in love with the bag, don’t fumble it
bag is birkin, if dirty i’m done wit it
(x2)

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