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letra de 1 min. 13 sec. (interlude) - z-mane

[verse]
a n-gga get paid then it’s all about the money
then everybody want a piece of it, man, that’s funny
send a n-gga running like a lil kid’s nose
if your girl’s fine, yellow, and thick, she might get chose
j’s on my toes, or should i say my feet?
money in my pocket, try and take it, then you sleep
they worried about the fame and the fortune
these n-ggas get it late, man, i get it in the morning
southern oklahoma born and raised, country boy to the grave
i’m a have the mic burning, n-gga, can’t you feel the flame?
now, turn the a.c. up or burn up with the heater
i’m all about my bread, take it white or wheater
your girlfriend, i see her, i really wanna meet her
bring her to my crib, have her going fast like a cheetah
twitter heads following, i guess i am the leader
n-ggas dying just to reach my level, man, catch a breather
haha, asthma attacking ya
when i finish, man, i’ll bring her right back to ya
man, i’m a d-town native, yeah, shout out to davis
i only want a yes, girl, no time for maybes
man, this is only 21 bars
when i was young, i wanted about 21 cars
man, is this a song or maybe an interlude?
don’t matter either way because it’s concluded

- z mane

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