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letra de motorola (fixed) - young lungs

[verse 1]
get this work and i’mma flip it, flip it
get this money that i’m spending, spending
we’ve been working and i never sleep
so i can tell my momma that i f-cking did it
now i’m cold like winter
you a loser i’m a f-cking winner
never lose it, i’mma f-cking get it
wit’ your sister, i’mma get up in it
for a minute, minute
like d-mn, sorry i had do
when she told me she f-ck with the music
she told me she f-ck with the movement
told me she f-ck with everything that i’ve been doing
told her i treat her like b-tches in movies
told her i treat her like she ain’t a groupie
she still a groupie
tell her what what she wanna hear
i’ll make her happy then i disappear, yeah
i’ve just been working in silence
i’mma go fly to islands
i’ve just been wylin’, find a hawaiian b-tch
then i’ll just make her my girl
travel the world
i’mma go any where i wanna go
i’mma go everywhere playing these shows
i’mma keep grinding and stacking this dough
i’mma get money and then get some more

[verse 2: ramirez]
call up my phone
b-tch i’m the plug
open my mouth and i showcase slugs
dippin’ and serving, i’m hitting the curb
and i’m flicking my wrist
and these hoes they be hurting
i don’t wanna pack it momma sl-t
shout your mouth
get on your knees and suck on this d-ck
and let me see what you about
packin’ and servin’, the p-ssy i serve
why your girl gotta get on my nerves
she want me to hit it
she all on my d-ck
ain’t nothin’ for free so you pay for this d-ck, woah
grind it, [?], pack it, smoke it
taking the blunts to the face
lungs told me kill these boys
so there will be a murder scene today
[verse 3: mikey the magician]
check calling like a motorola
mr surp with the f-cking cola
hotline bling like hold up, hold up
i hit and run like i’m sammy sosa
liquor mixed with the adderal
need a vicodin, [?]
hold the gl-ss now wash the henny
f-ck the five stars i’m at the denny’s
f-ck the first cl-ss on running coach
i don’t need the bands, i just need a boat
b-tch i’ve been had bars like i dropped the soap
b-tch i’ve been so cold like i hit the slopes
i’m in an expedition, no ford
i’m darth vader with the force
light you up like a torch
light you up like a port
i’m chain smoking at the cbs
with a little thottie who a chicken head
i met my baby off the internet
she don’t smoke dope she love cigarettes, that’s me
i’m too excited
tell that b-tch, i’m ’bout to hide it
we gonna need moments of silence
james franco with the high kick

[verse 4: young lungs]
mike and teddy, the hail mary
project caught me with the two cherries
money comin’ like the tooth fairy
i’ve been busting records on the [?]
i close my eyes and i improvise
like i’m rapping this in front of drew carey
really whose time is it anyway
really, whose deli ’cause the way i carry
sprite tasting very very berry
weed tasting very very berry
smoking got me singing down an octave
in a couple of years i’ll be very berry
mixed sounds, my main thing [?]
trees lit feeling very merry
thai food on this shirt i’m wearing
blew my speakers playing kurtis heron

- young lungs

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