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letra de dope boy - ysw flaco

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[intro]
flac kickin’ sh-t, man

[chorus]
flaco a d-boy, i’m a picture
i take your b-tch and show her how i’m livin’
hit her with the punchlines, i’m so gifted
she say she feelin’ me, i’m uplifting
i been pushin’ weight, you can tell that i’m liftin’
it’s on my hip, i try not to keep limpin’
i’m on my back and my eyes on the ceiling
thoughts to myself that the sky is the limit
you got keep a gun if you wan’ be a dealer
i’m on the block right there like a center
and i pray to god, i ask for forgiveness
lucky i got away, i was beginning
i’m blowin’ up, b-tch, it’s just the beginning
i need a lil’ baby that just listen
i swear to god i’ma put her in fendi
my trap b-tch came with a p and a semi

[verse]
i can’t show no love, but yeah, i got plenty
i know some n-ggas who k!ll for a penny
i was outside when n-ggas was robbin’ for pennies
i know some jackers and hitters
i know some certified soldiers
you can get whacked like the ‘nolia
and i’m a real young n-gga, so she make it clap like the ‘nolia
he say that he know me but i do not know him
i got that ice on me, b-tch, i’m frozen
i’m goin’ up, b-tch, i’m just loaded
yeah, i’m the chosen one, i’m a token
i’m rubbin’ off on her like some lotion
bend that -ss over, baby, see you pokin’
let’s take a trip, put your feet in the ocean
and that’s your last one i seen you open
he opened the show, best believe i’ma close it
i’m on the road, i ain’t never home
i’m by your side, you ain’t never alone
n-ggas wanna be me, i already know
they wouldn’t know what to do if they trap go slow
just like some clothes, these n-ggas’ll fold
i got weight on my shoulders, i’m holdin’ my own
these n-ggas’ll bend, just like a bow
went from an empty plate to a bow

[chorus]
flaco a d-boy, i’m a picture
i take your b-tch and show her how i’m livin’
hit her with the punchlines, i’m so gifted
she say she feelin’ me, i’m uplifting
i been pushin’ weight, you can tell that i’m liftin’
it’s on my hip, i try not to keep limpin’
i’m on my back and my eyes on the ceiling
thoughts to myself that the sky is the limit
you got keep a gun if you wan’ be a dealer
i’m on the block right there like a center
and i pray to god, i ask for forgiveness
lucky i got away, i was beginning
i’m blowin’ up, b-tch, it’s just the beginning
i need a lil’ baby that just listen
i swear to god i’ma put her in fendi
my trap b-tch came with a p and a semi

- ysw flaco

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