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cris strife – sage كلمات اغاني

(verse 1: cris strife)
huh kickin back bein cool
uzi be bickin back bein bool
smart man all my teachers love me
but i sell grade a after school

salvador represent im wit my foos
boi this a great day to bring the tool
let that b_tch rip he gon dip like a chip
it ain’t got no orange tip so best duck like a goose

huh move huh vamanos
yo como el gato like platatanos
estoy llamando a tu puerta dominos
pop pop pop you get dropped like some dominos

answer the door and he catchin a tip
ichigo choppa he catchin them hollows
soon got the 40 and i got the 5th
do that addition you catchin alot those

pullin yo card like im hittin the lotto she gag on my d_ck when im hittin a pothole
its xxl when im buyin my condoms i feel like om fivi trynn f_ck a mulatto like

aye big sh_t aye i fell in love wit a lit b_tch
aye
big drip shoutout to poohder he big crip aye
big strife lil cris
yo b_tch fell in love wit this big d_ck
issa freestyle im still goin in
big gold watch got a p_ss wrist

beat my depression got hit wit a big kick
i was still rockin my shows wit a slit wrist
all of my opps is too p_ssy they big p_ssed
no one a year ago now im just big cris

was no one a year ago now im just big cris x3

was no one a year ago now im just big cris
look at my catalogue that sh_t a hit list

(verse 2: my$tik)
bands in my prada b_tch you gettin nada
i heard your sh_t and you sounding like caca
swear all of these hoes get dumber numbers
finna cop percys get number

pull up wit a wand and do magic
3 shots in you they call that a hat trick
i been poppin these beans like an addict
movin this weight no cap got traffic
holup b_tch
who let this lil oppa in?
hold up b_tch
im still setting up this licc

we pullin up wit a stick wit a red dot
choppa won’t miss you know we got aimbot

holup
i done popped 3 beans
holup
i done bought a new beam

get yourself straightened
why they be hatin?
why they be hatin?
why they be fakin?

critical hit i took the win
prayin to god forgive me for my sins
you know me i roll mob deep
cause yo gang ain’t sh_t on me

ali (crashlamboali) my shoota he came wit that fye
bribin the cops they clearin the files
hop in the plane go 9000 miles
and my cocaine be white like a kyle

- cris strife

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