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drego & beno - provolone كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
(meech)

[verse 1: beno]
uh, smack ’em into kansas city, f_ck patrick mahomes
countin’ up a fifty, yeah, gotta hide from my ho, uh
i f_ck on her sister, act like that’s my lil’ bro
he said can i front ’em? yeah, but it’s really no, uh
tell the plug send them b_tches in pr_nto, uh
oh, you ain’t know? i could cook it with a blindfold
call bo, we sellin’ smack, just keep it on the low
uh, i took an l, yeah, but f_ck it, we on to the next
like a dj, i can mix it, i can bring it back
and she said she love me when she suck it, that b_tch make a mess
shut up, b_tch, you know this d_ck belong to yvette
[verse 2: drego]
man, just met my plug at the game, he play for the mets
could make one_twenty off a brick, yeah, i’m a vet
b_tch, before you suck my d_ck, i gotta smell your breath
just ran through a hundred pack and i ain’t break a sweat
she like, “dreky, why you lyin’? know you havin’ s_x”
shut up, b_tch, i f_ck your face, tryna break your neck
got a fan for this dog, tryna make a bet
thought it was a light on the glock the way i flipped this switch
i’m still sellin’ work, i told my mom i went legit
i got these n_ggas mad, i be with catch a body rick
i’ll raise the body count even though i’m rich

[verse 3: beno]
shut up, b_tch, i’ll f_ck around and send a blitz
i’ll raise the body count another ten percent
what you gon’ do with that but make me mad up in this b_tch? woo

[chorus: beno & drego]
lil’ b_tch p_ssy ghetto goals, she got super dome (she got super dome)
pour a four, ride through the zone, sh_t, i got provolone (sh_t, i got provolone)
sh_t, anything i f_ckin’ touch, sh_t, watch me get it gone (boy)
uh, this a million_dollar phone, ain’t callin’ for a ho (brrt, h_llo?)
lil’ b_tch p_ssy ghetto goals, she got super dome (she got super dome)
pour a four, ride through the zone, sh_t, i got provolone (sh_t, i got provolone)
sh_t, anything i f_ckin’ touch, sh_t, watch me get it gone (boy)
uh, this a million_dollar phone, ain’t callin’ for a ho (brrt, h_llo?)
[verse 4: drego]
oh, he think he layin’ low, i know where he be at
pull up on 16 and foster askin’ like, “where key at?” (ayy, where that n_gga key at?)
tryna catch me at my show, shootin’ at his dome (yeah)
uh, n_ggas playin’ fed games, keep callin’ on the phone (b_tch)
heard he got a leg, but the beam’ll blow his dome
uh, try to walk me in the door, i upped it like it’s on, uh (boy)
n_gga wanna know where i be at, pull up to the zone
have a n_gga on a magazine just like rolling stone

[verse 5: beno]
have your b_tch all on the scene, got her playin’ roles
i still got a thousand jeans i ain’t never sold
ain’t too many interstates ain’t never rode
uh, n_ggas tend to fold when the walls start to close
yeah, i bet you ain’t even know the money in the floor
yeah, this brick can make a baby, it’s a motherlode
i got this mix from my unky, he said, “here you go” (meech)
i hit a l!ck on my b_tch uncle, she ain’t even know

[verse 6: drego]
the bl!cky tucked behind my buckle, it don’t even show
been on the road sh_t for a year, they like, “where you go?” (woo)

- drego beno

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