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sally, steezy, carl, t-rob – dormshit كلمات اغاني

[verse 1: sally]
p-ss that mic and i will own ya
i will put you in a coma
have you sitting in your grave
best make sure that you behave
i’ll be the king of the hill
trillest of the trill
propane, insane
this sh-t startchyo grill
hit you with that blue sh-ll
pay attention to detail
talk sh-t, get smacked
fall off the track
from first to last place
keep up with my pace
rainbow road status
prove that i am the fastest
rolling with them big dawgs
bright lights for the fog
goin’ in on this beat
prove yo tracks are obsolete
st–z and t-rob on the track
best believe they got my back
snagging on hoes, i’m the boss
’07 randy moss
steady sipping baja blast
drink it slow, to make it last
you can only catch me with a master ball
steady income my paper tall
quoting johnathan day-to-day
ain’t no telling what he gon’ say
on point i’m tom brady
better watch out or i’ll steal yo lady

[verse 2: st–zy]
pause it, raw sh-t
never use a wallet
bands in every pocket
stuntin’ houston rockets
f-ck the mavericks
you shocked like i’m static
smokin’ good in traffic
in ya city causing havoc
oh h-ll, party at the hotel
heat it up like rotel
behind these bars no bail
reup by the wholesale
call my plug costco
goin’ ham no hand
so please don’t call me roscoe
never had a loss though
chillin with a boss ho
hit it like a hoss bro
then go and hit up crossroads
got it on the d-low
po’ up i don’t sip slow
post up like i’m z-bo
it’s easy, you a free throw

[verse 3: t-rob]
t-rob, sally, st–z it’s the trio
dodging all these bullets man, call me neo
splashing all these threes, now i’m d-rose
ain’t no flopping or faking
i’m just guapin’ going shopping
hitting the top and walking to the finish line
right on time i’m on my grind
gotta get it all the time
finna shine, d-mn she fine
d-mn she fine?

[verse 4: st–zy]
d-mn she fine
i ain’t gotta problem if she hit my line
looking so hard they might go blind
cooking up bars come get a plate
serving up weight at any rate
sally get up in ya f-cking face
geeking out he gone bezerk
staying calm that sh-t don’t work
smoking palm trees look purp
l for the low only way to go
call me b-tter i’m on a roll

[verse 5: carl]
too fly to be boasting
i’m too busy toasting
got all this revenue flowing
tasting sour like it’s blueberry tart
ordered that a la carte
man, when i spit it’s art
it’s elevative, meditative, and contemplative
intuitive energy, extraneous energy
it’s kind of hit and miss in a kind of way that i can’t explain
it’s hard to maintain this level of game
been in the game man, let me tell you something about it
i got nothing left to say so i’m just gonna shout it:
f-ck johnathan he’s a motherf-cking b-tch and he can suck my d-ck everyday that’s what i’m saying, ayy!

[background]
(oh my god!)

- sally steezy carl t rob

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