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rob ace - martin, interlude كلمات أغنية

intro:
-zombie laugh-
yeah, uh
“fetch me their souls”
yeah, look
uh

verse:
i swear to god can you get off my phone
hold up is somebody callin the phone?
tired of shorty like talk to my bro
she say she borin then she gotta go
stayin til mornin then she gotta go
soon as it’s 4, wrap up the show
they ain’t throw down then pack up the o
save that for later get smacked like before
hop in the fader get back on the road
call up my homie like match on the road
i had a bike n-ggas trapped on the road
got some prescriptions and that sh-t was sold
call up the bro and we put on a show
venues they sold, b-tches they bold
t-tties to hold, -sses to throw
gas and i smoke
p-ss and i stroke
smacked and i drink
uh
i’m gone in a muhf-ckin’ blink
that gold on my muhf-ckin’ link
make it hot like a muhf-ckin’ mink
this for the whip
this for the head while i smoke
gave up the lean but right now ima po it
still on my jeans like this b-tch gotta go
f-ck do you mean? can you get off my coat?
no this ain’t tommy my n-gga it’s polo
this ain’t a quarter, this is a ocho
out of the border, still hate the monos
still on the corner like i’m in harlem
i’m in the heights with the carbon
balling like harden, chilling with spartans
looking for pardons, you is a target
high as a martian, still watchin’ martin

- rob ace

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