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letra de pose - zeuce

[verse 1]
yeah i know i used to act a little childish
i quit the games, cut the hoes and went to college
your shyness is an attribute to your flyness
a miley cyrus will ben wallace on your wallets
cellphone beef, she wildin, it’s wireless
but every time her friends around, she be silent
get to trippin and she drippin like sinus
hit it and she tell me that she love, now all i hear is
gucci this, prada that
no you didn’t, call him back
follow me , follow back
red dress, heart attack
we need a date , a reason
please i need to see this reason i’m believin
if she live away, my visa needs a season
please agree and please believe it
sweatpants can’t hide that -ss
a good attempt but i seen it
i ain’t got a blunt, she won’t talk , i’m the meanest
i will never cheat on my ‘yonce like idris
make a n-gga wanna get money
make a n-gga wanna stay chubby
she always giggle when a n-gga ain’t funny
if you can’t love your mom, you can’t love me

[bridge]
all i ever needed was a chain and my name
when they love the player, they gon tolerate the game
when you pave a lane and there’s no one else to blame
is you gon make the runway or you gon’ miss the plane?
all i ever needed was a chain and my name
when they love the player, they gon tolerate the game
when you pave a lane and there’s no one else to blame
is you gon make the runway?

[verse 2]
she want the same dress bella hadid wore in cannes
only if she make it flood like increased water can do
and do you remember not to over drink?
overthink? over blink? pose and breath?
but if you need some weed, i’ll provide it
no, you won’t look high in your pictures, they’ll hide it
take you through the clouds baby, i can be your pilot
take you through the clouds, got you stars under your eyelids
everybody act like they so different
and they so heartless ,and they so gifted
i heard yo new sh-t, you not consistent
and it’s that westside , the same old district
i met my new girl , she ain’t no pigeon
she do love foul mouth, she do love b-tchin
she do love smokin, she do love drinkin
she could be ‘yonce but she don’t listen
her ex a drug lord but i ain’t bothered
like why ya’ll act like i ain’t from sauga?
was born a maestro, i’ll leave a martyr
won’t change my outlook, i’m like my father
i don’t like ventis , but i like venting
she call me gordo, i broke that bed spring
the buzz starts this year, i’m rich by next spring
i still don’t call girls, forever a text ting
i swear

- zeuce

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