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al.divino & estee nack - yams predicted it كلمات الأغنية

[intro: al.divino]
swoop! (doot_doot_doot_doot_doot_doot_doot_doot_doot_doot_doot_doot_doot_doot_doot!)
(the f_ck?), yeah
yo_yo_yo, yo, yo_yo_yo, ayo

[verse 1: al.divino & estee nack]
slang bob marley, fake woke (woo), get the whole thing off (yeah)
cuddy’s jaw is lookin’ like jigsaw when it talk (oh)
tat got the poors breathing like wim hof (doot_doot_doot!)
gymstars, try to just hit a model b_tch with the apolis
think i wanted some (yeah)
lobster, this prosperous
24k sarcophagus (bing_bing_bing_bing!)
cape in like carlton fisk
get lid twisted like ortofor, oh sh_t (boaw_boaw!)
call it quits, curate how your coffin fit, style: hominis
sticks up anonymous (bing_bing_bing!)
fiends nodded off the sh_ts
sawed off shotty hit your off switch (lights out!)
ain’t n0body saw sh_t
sure flips, see, i done sauce_dripped (drip)
we the hogs, still won’t peel us, we pop bl!cks in broad day (boaw_boaw!)
doors chick
sticks like arcade
raw yay, connoisseur tape, post up by the bodgea in parlay (yeah)
disregard where frauds stay
stowe writer, [?]
pop you like sardana (boaw_boaw)
selfish say they never sell, the strangers clever by nature, glass elevator (‘vator!)
carvel cake for cartel, [?] from the 357 graisseur (bing_bing_bing!)
he jeleaous we gettin’ paper, light a new porto for the stove top
tote glocks, toast pop, you funny, get co_opted (boaw_boaw_boaw_boaw_boaw!)
flip your dope spot
kick it in if—, kick it in if the dough locked (bow!)
drop a smoke bomb
shooter like so calm, so calm
split your wig like a proton (doot_doot_doot!), bologn’
roll strong, consecutive (roll!)
shoot, we let ’em lift, decisions executive
business and pleasure kept seperate(yeah)
need better cribs
your records is sedative
with extra excedrin, my sh_t’s the essence execpt it’s effortless (easy!)
30 ghetto kids without the skateboards
we made more (money!)
mystery, never put any food on my plate before (nah!)
everything paid for (son, yo, yeah, yeah!)
[verse 2: estee nack]
never mind that, send ’em back, do it again (i’m back!)
venus flytrap, i done captured you in the wind (wush!)
the officer yappin’, n_ggas trapped up in the pen (woo!)
hittin’ hundred round drums, sh_t, i’m clappin’ you in the chin (boaw_boaw!)
s500 benz
raise the barrel and make the gun instinct
20 incredible, be the wanted man (they want us!)
catch a few ls, f_ckin’ with me, straight punishment (aha!)
droppin’ the coke in the water, mixin’ like open borders (ad_lib)
dope for the orderer, a quarter, steak house from porto (yeah!)
rockin’ camouflage like sgt. slaughter (woah!)
my son divino might spark ya daughter
walkin’ on the water, i’m 6_sort_of, grief and throw the title
i’m drippin’ diadora
trip the ball, ball play inside
305 day county, bringin’ b_tches the base inside (whatup mama?), my n_ggas stay live
jump in the crowd like i’m stage divin’ (i’m out!)
live on the island, bakin’ n_ggas who stay wildin’ (yeah!)

[outro: estee nack & al.divino]
boaw! bojo! (woah! ayy, yeah)
i know they f_ckin’ with the energy, man (aha, got it all, yeah, chill!)
it’s some new, my n_gga, even though y’all n_ggas used to the style, son (word)
you know what i’m sayin’, ’cause you know the flow is the flow (yeah!), ya, flowin’
ya, my n_gga, pole lowerin’ (ding_ding_ding_ding_ding_ding_ding_ding, ya could see though)
nack super (playin’, my n_gga)
f_ck y’all n_ggas talkin’ ’bout, son

- al divino estee nack

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