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letra de italian leather - young samson

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[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah
samson
ooh, alright
yeah, yeah, yeah
stand clear of the closing doors please

[verse 1]
here when i roll the dope
all my life been a roller coaster
wiseguybruno always tell the truth
ain’t been sleepin’ i’ve been in the booth

[verse 2]
y’all couldn’t stop me i’m a hundred pounds
most your music just underground
they all hear me, and they love my sound
should call me lord ’cause i run the town

[verse 3]
don’t speak bad ’cause i got it poppin’
don’t speak bad, you run out of options
i’ll be rich really fast from there
beg for a feast, but they’re millionaires

[verse 4]
first real stuff y’all heard from me
might steal the sound, that’s some burglary
half of y’all rappers never heard of me
but once you do it’s a murder spree

[verse 5]
might show up on your property
all my homies will be proud of me
these clothes mean a lot to me
young boy bars i’m a prodigy (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[verse 6]
f-ckin’ on your b-tch for free
they all know this sh-t for me
you don’t know what the sh-t is me
but too soon i’ll make history

[verse 7]
it’s a fact that you couldn’t stop me
got these spanish girls, and they call me papi
ay, that’s a lot, but you all are thotties
exposin’ fake rappers, boy, that’s my hobby

[verse 8]
got that last bar and i got it good
white boy flow, i ain’t from the hood
would spit the bars if i really could
stop with this fake sh-t, you really should

[outro]
samson
yeah, yeah, yeah
that’s it

- young samson

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