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minute [special version] - sosa77 & 4evrsauce كلمات أغنية

yuh, huh

[hook: sosa77]
hoe wanna f_ck, i’m talm ’bout in it
hoe wanna f_ck, just give me a minute
’bouta run up some bags, yeah, i’m tryna spend it
ain’t tryna sign, b_tch, i want me a million
don’t worry, ’bout what i’m doin’, hoe thats not yo concern
she hittin’ my pops, tryna see what i earn
you better back the f_ck up, ‘fore yo ass get burnt
n_ggas sippin’ on lean, pop a perc, get turnt
cartier glasses, call me a nerd
movin’ them packs, i go to work

[verse 1: sosa77]
hoe wanna f_ck, hoe wanna f_ck
hoe wanna f_ck, hoe wanna f_ck
i want the bucks, boy, i want the bucks
n_gga throwin’ bullets like a f_ckin’ buck
shut the f_ck up, i don’t wanna hear
just shut the f_ck up, get out my ear
hoe loud, tell me onе time
shawty don’t talk, hoe done burnt my chеst
whole lotta bands up on this property, yuh
get the rolls n_gga, f_ck the policy up
i ain’t talk to the hoe in a minute
but i hope that she proud of me, yuh
you say my name in vain, yuh
i got some ice in my veins, mud
all you wanted is some more (slatt)
i been dealin’ with my pain, yuh
he wanna talk so we tell the boy, shut up
f_ck that sh_t up with the red paint
i pray to god, i’ma real saint
smokin’ on loud, smokin’ real dank
he wanna talk but he not on the rank
n_gga smokin’ on loud, i’ma laugh to the bank
smokin’ on loud, i’ma laugh at ya face
n_gga smokin’ on loud, i’ma laugh at the bank, yuh
[verse 2: 4evrsauce]
told the b_tch, i’ma just be a minute
you can call my phone whenever you want, i’ll pick it up when it start ringing
i’ma call your phone, just give me your number, i might forget them digits
i got chrome on chrome, on a stick and my fye, yeah
b_tch i’ma pull up hit it, pull up, yeah, yeah
stackin’ up on my birthday cake
i gotta stuff hunned racks in the safe
i gotta keep all these demons away
i gotta punch them, left, right, left, right
i gotta k!ll ’em, i lay ’em to waste
i get the grand then i get the “k”, that mean i get money, then i get to gunnin’
don’t talk on the net, that’s how you decay, i treat them like flames, then blow ’em away
spanish b_tch said she from the tenerife, i fly her out, hit it, send her back to spain
caribbean b_tch said that she from the islands, so i’ma pull up on a private plane
every time me and sosa get up on a beat, you think we crackheads, goin’ insane
k!ll in that car, like suicide doors, i’ma pull up in the bentley, cause i want the mulsanne
brr, prrow, that’s that sound of that pain, .22 tear up ya brain

[outro]
tell the b_tch i’ma just be a minute
you call my phone whenever you want, i pull up, i pull up, i hit it
i’ma call yo phone, just give me your number, i might forget them digits
got chrome on chrome on a stick and my fye, yeah
um, i’ma pull up, hit it, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
ou, ou, yeah, yeah, yeah, yuh
yeah, yeah
yeah_uh, yeah_uh

- minute special version

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