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letra de 2am in dallas - yung jeffin

[yung jeffin}
it’s around 2 am in dallas
everyone in the stu’
writing beats, making bars
its my personal treat for y’all
if sleezy don’t trust y’all ima shoot y’all

[verse 1: lil t with da big d]
i am tony jaimon, abin is a fako
yea i wanted ice cream but that sh-t is kinda lame though
yea abin my guy but he let me down
he in ct looking like a f-cking clown
abin eat so much that boy’s p–p is red
i’m the king of this rap game suck my d-ck instead
here comes mr. sh-tty pants
[verse 2: sleezy]
shut up n-gga tony
hclarence got me h-rny
i hope you saw my story
i’m with my n-gga joby
from the streets of sono
hoven is a h0m-
abin is a gordo
finished up my solo
now jesvin finna treat you to some really nice slow-mo

[verse 3: lil jizzy]
jizzy in this b-tch
abin in the kitch’
one baconator(what?)
two baconators(huh?)
three baconators(yea)
five baconators(yea)
eating all the haters(?)
he a m-st-rbator(huh?)
i pull up with biju, i pull up with reinie
i pull up with giby we sippin on henny
eating them fries, f-cking with guys
not wasting my time, we splitting apart
we drifting apart, what we gon do
graduating too, n-ggas in cali, n-ggas in texas
f-cking with [?]
[verse 3: shawny gz]
yea abin he a fatass, seen him skipping mass
dumbass get to class, hoven nba he don’t pass
abin a thadachi he don’t fast, taking diabetes to the max
two months, heart attack, i be spitting bars spitting facts
second brown boy to do it, only one not making music
you say you a rapper prove it, we like nike we just do it
i be thinking about you while we eating barbeque, abin kinda cute
i wanna see his b00bs(titties)

[verse 4: eddie g]
whataburger had me thinking what about abin
if his b-tch ass was here imagine the pounds he would be amassing
hide and seek at macy’s would be way too easy
i’d find that fat ass f-ck, before a wandering sleezy
as a kid jizzy wanted to go wrestle at wwe
he was just inspired by the local mark henry
i remember church days alter robes couldn’t fit him
thank god he stopped showing up, i’m shouting good riddance
i’m a menace and i’m [?]
i was f-cking white b-tches straight out of venice
now i got angela all up in her feelings
[?]
now i’m out the south

[verse 5: yung jeffin}
jeffin closing out
who the f-ck picked this lil’ sorry ass beat
we’ve been planning for two years
abin flaked last week
we got kfc last year
abin picked the biggest piece
abin stayed home because he stocking while he eats
abin sucking c-ck, he a f-cking opp
he skipping texas for his lame ass job
eating while he stocks, [?]
call me evil twin, smiling with a grin
crumbs on his chin, showing his true skin
ima lock him in
[verse 6: everyone]
lock him in that door
abin is a wh0re
mallus on tour
abin lost his status
rapping in the palace
2 am in dallas

- yung jeffin

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