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lirik lagu beto (usa) - delta400

[intro: beto]
make it bounce, switchin’~ switchin’
make it bounce~
aye aye aye
hold on, hold on
wait a minute
alright i’m ready

[chorus: beto]
make it bounce, switchin’~ switchin’
make it bounce, switchin’~ switchin’
my accounts, i need balance ‘fore i’m out
for my~ for my~
hit me out
make it bounce, switchin’~ switchin’ my accounts
i need~ i need~ ‘fore i’m out
for my head, take me~ take me~
[verse one: beto]
if i double my cup, uh
tell me, how would that fix me?
tea in my cup, but it ain’t no dixie
one gear on my bike, but it ain’t no fixie
one wheel up (hol’ up!)
no l rollin, gas on empty
honda got room, baby got plenty need
spit and shine~
yeah, baby, you get me
but most of these days sh~t don’t make sense
if it don’t make a dollar then it don’t make cents
following recipes, do sh~t they telling me
but honestly none of this sh~t workin’
dad said i got you, swore that it worth it
doin’ my best to be a good person
rain still fresh, i hit it and swervin
memory fresh, and i hate how it’s lurkin’

[chorus: beto]
ah yeah
make it bounce, switching switching my accounts
i need balance ‘fore i’m out, ‘fore my head, take me out
make it bounce, switching switching my accounts
i need balance ‘fore i’m out, ‘fore my head take me out
i’m tryna change, let me change my ways
i’m tryna change, let me change (help me out!)
i’m tryna change, (yeah, lemme) let me change my ways
i’m tryna change, let me change (help me out!)
[verse two: beto]
following through, unfollowing you
i don’t got time to glorify truth
you do it or don’t, that’s all up to you
i’m making my own, that’s all that i do
i’m calling my dude, i’m tryna make moves
i’m tryna link up tell me when to come through
i’m whippin’ it up you smell it like food
like the mold on top got stank face all they sayin’ is “ooh ooh!”
mint chip back let me talk my sh~t
didn’t see i left, but it is what it is
imma reinvent like a scientist
like my id says me i am him
moving slow motion soulja slim
and i don’t make sense like i’m talking sim
cuz i don’t think thru this come on a whim
make this sh~t up, i dream standing up
i don’t get sleep, at least not enough
no stamina, got no love for us
we eating the worms, don’t f~ck with the bugs
come join the club, you lookin’ like us
you come with some friends so i guess that’s a plus
moves back to back like parallel park
i don’t get stuck, i pull out depart
aye
[chorus: beto, ike tha pyro]
make it bounce, switchin’~ switchin’
make it bounce, switchin’~ switchin’
my accounts, i need balance ‘fore i’m out
for my~ for my~
hit me out
make it bounce, (yeah) switchin’~ switchin’ my accounts (f~ck!)
i need~ i need~ (alright, alright, alright) ‘fore i’m out
for my head, take me~ take me~

[verse three: ike tha pyro]
huh!
i like 2 bounce
i let cuss words fill tha mouth
i love when 808s shake tha ground
jus love caint make ya momma proud
so i’m grounded
but i gotta thank god i ain’t hounded
i just jam in the mix what’s astounding?
how i gotta keep my head poundin’
to the sounds and all da thousands around me
how the f~ck she done found me, when i was down bad
i’m still tryna smith this ironclad
fixin sh~t, i caint be too mad, i caint be too sad, but i’m glad when it’s bagged, up
i miss da stank gram wrapped up
booted off a dab
wit a chest, tough
checks fluff, but i need enough
its just drive, no greed in us
but we gotta shine bright, clean da rust
heavy scrub, gettin’ dirt off my chest
bring the love
n~~~~ feelin so cold, how the f~ck to be bold when u not feelin’ blessed
like the sky gettin’ split and i’m havin’ dirty fun and i wait till the last minute to repent
while my~ while my brain gettin split
i treat the game wit a dent
when it’s all said and done, maybe we rise over dis fence
maybe we could eat fries on a park bench
what do you mean fries on a park bench?
just tryna reside with who’s taste connect
don’t~ don’t need blood to take that back
in black we trust, don’t knee to that
identity theft, we see thru that
got an old soul like the c attached
yeah n~~~~
cuz we got sense
and, we the best
pocs rise up!
(take that sh~t out, take that sh~t out, don’t put that)

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