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miami love – allstar freestyle كلمات اغاني

[intro]
(my n_gga lee, i think we got another one)

[verse 1: miami love]
pulled fifty racks out the stash, feel good as h_ll today
i don’t know if i wanna wear the cuban or wear my whole chain
cartier was thirty thousand, could’ve bought a f_ckin’ range
hit a clerk for ten thousand, she ain’t even know what to say
amiri for the denim, dior for the shades
i knew this sh_t was on when i made thirty in a day

[verse 2: ysr gramz]
you can’t scam or get the bag off, n_gga, you in the way
i can overnight every bag, you gotta wait a day
i might trick on this one b_tch, you gotta pay to play
i’m like that old n_gga at that fight, cuz, bring that k
he heard his b_tch was f_ckin’ on my n_gga, he beat up his bae
7.62s in this drac’ll eat up your face

[verse 3: babyfxce e]
yeah, man, this b_tch’ll chew your wholе head
f_cked a rat b_tch up on the floor and it’s a wholе bed
the wock’ movin’ slower than usual, this some old red
chop hit his ass up in the waist and took his whole legs
n_gga, took his whole bottom half
put more holes in the n_gga face than a hockey mask
ten full_body k’s, we gon’ need a bodybag
drac’ got more kick on that b_tch than a karate class
[verse 4: ot love]
i’ll k!ll a n_gga broad day, f_ck a mask
walkin’ with the chop in my hand, n_gga, f_ck a bag
walk in saks and buy anything, n_gga, f_ck a tag
heard a n_gga say that he was on my ass, made me f_ckin’ laugh
catch me ridin’ through this b_tch, make you f_ckin’ crash
i got youngins be on drummin’, they be off the meds
get the lo’ from your lil’ b_tch and we gon’ leave a mess
wanna be down with us, gotta grab your stick and tap a f_ckin’ head

[verse 5: miami love]
he ain’t even got 50k, tryna bring up the feds
like to do a little trick, mix the trish up with the red
tried to reach for my chain, got his ass switched up
sent his ass right to the f_ckin’ meds
my card already in, all you gotta do is type the number in
press “apply payment” and just keep doing it again
did twenty_seven thousand last trip, i don’t need a login

[verse 6: ysr gramz]
brodie runnin’ up them bands sellin’ perc_10s
we in the a, trappin’ out a crib where lil durk live
i got a drac’ in my pants, that’s why my shirt big
this a vlone shirt, that’s why the word big

[verse 7: babyfxce e]
i told brodie put that sh_t up, that b_tch can hurt kids
i’ma have a million_plus before my first kid
i’m finna shoot down to the tenn’, that’s where the work is
[verse 8: ot love]
n_ggas talk that sh_t, but i don’t hear it, they be purpin’
it’s too many sticks up in this whip, we be lurkin’
catch him, hit him all up in his sh_t, leave him purple
in lou’s name, i bang, behind that sh_t, i gotta hurt you
better show respect or you gon’ die, this sh_t ain’t worth it
i don’t wanna ask, “can you give me that face?” you gotta go
i’m with the guys, we posted with them sticks to wipe your nose
with them racks just on the floor, met a cat, this b_tch a ho
i’ll blow your back, b_tch, what you on?

- miami love

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