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sally sossa - treason كلمات أغنية

[verse 1]
shinin’ like the stars on the roof of the wraith
better play with your b_tch ’cause you know it ain’t safe
he said i’m a snack with a coke_bottle shape
still waitin’ in that line like the rest for a taste
natural finesser, they can’t duplicate
real_deal swiper, just bring me a chase
been a road runner, gettin’ loads every day
youngin turned bad b_tch, havin’ my way
took a flight from the bay just to land in the a
bookin’ shows back to back, gettin’ straight to the pay
gotta move like a boss when your name hold weight
early bird get the worm, if you play, then you lay
[bridge]
mm, what you waitin’ for?
mm, what you waitin’ for?
mm, you know the world is yours
mm, you know the world is yours
mm, what you waitin’ for? the world is yours

[chorus]
what you mean?
baddest lil’ b_tch when i step on the scene
iced out my neck and my wrist and my rings
he wanna f_ck with me, better keep dreamin’
p_ssy like dope, these n_ggas be fiendin’
put my foot on the dash and pull off in a demon
the opps keep talkin’, but my chopper singin’
bae, i’m the table, so what are you bringin’?
been poppin’ sh_t and i don’t need a reason
richard millie in the summer, i’m freezin’
feed the fam and the gang, we all eatin’
just bought a house on the beach when the breeze in
gotta keep a brand_new vibe every season
i ain’t stuntin’ no ho, kick ’em out by the weekend
better hit the road, jack, i ain’t mad if you leavin’
block a motherf_cker quick, ain’t no point in you speakin’
fake b_tches switchin’ sides, man, that sh_t treason
[verse 2]
if i up on a b_tch, i won’t miss her
the glock got a silencer on it, no whisper
they gon’ swear that you fake when you make it
you tell ’em no once, now the whole world against you
grew up punchin’ on n_ggas, this sh_t really wicked
meanwhile, you was fightin’ your sister
i got partners in jail doin’ time in the cell
every day, really fightin’ that system
been stabbed in the back, reason why i don’t vent
pockets real fat, that sh_t look like a dent
i ran out of f_cks, i don’t know where they went
left a n_gga in the woods, lift him up like a tent
half a brick on my wrist, quarter_mil’ what i spent
told that n_gga i’m straight on him, that’s what i meant
tryna f_ck with a boss, baby, what’s your intent?
better give me your all, need a hundred percent

- sally sossa

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