lirik lagu los hosale - outro (lethergo)
[intro]
drowsy off the xans kush cookies edibles
she on the pole, flexible
all these ones make her feel like she a special hoe
i can’t even go and help the hoe
i’m just finna let her go
let her go, let her go, ima just let her go
let her go, let her go
[verse 1: ?]
i’m fried, we ready don’t try
one call and we sliding we we sliding
don’t make me let it go, don’t make me let it go
don’t make me let it go, don’t let us let it go
[verse 2: ?]
double cup [?]
my n-gg- coaching the block like doc rivers
hopped out the bando my n-gg- like jason vorheas we dump bodies in rivers
open your legs baby let me touch your river cause i’m about to pull up with the [?] and it ain’t about the shivers
montana with me and he bought the inch for another
n-gg-s with problems we bout to aim it at your brother
under cover like i’m denny nova
pull up on a pussy -ss n-gg- with an [?] better pick a number, redbone on my d-ck tell them pick a number
[?] look like dewey from scream
my n-gg- shoot through your dreams
freddy krueger with the [?] and we gon come shoot up the bus
jeeper creeper while i creep
my b-tches suck me to sleep
my b-tches ride me to sleep
i’m f-cking hoes every week
and i got hoe by the three
say she gon come in a group
[?] send me about two
[?] send me about two
[verse 3: ?]
i’m in the bed hanging like a coat room
how many hoes fitting into the bathroom
all the real boo (kick it)
money fit me like a new suit
i ain’t f-cking with that and i ain’t f-cking with you
so that going bout the two
scooby got them going by the three
3rd ave n-gg- you ain’t even heard about it
you ain’t even know me
i’m right there serving, right there working
looking out for the bag while you n-gg- there soul searching amber rose panamera big -ss four season surfing
i know that you hate to be you and you hurting
n-gg- quit perking, go get you some cash again
i’m holding them sticks like a chinaman
i really got face no mannequin
[verse 4: ?]
who the f-ck is you talking to lil n-gg-
i really be with all of my savages
four three one on some stunna shit
ain’t shit sweet about me, no sucker shit
i know you ain’t paying for that b-tch
she like doing xans and sucking d-ck
brand new y-3 outfit
look at me this it
blunt to the face, get lit
backwood full of that cookie, no bieber
n-gg- i ain’t even tell you about the sneakers
old schools that i had back in the old school
n-gg- this broward no rules
foreigns right next to the old school feature
i don’t need ya, i only need me
blew right p-ss these hoes
smoking on the [?] she winning
she wheezing coughing
hitting the gas exhaust
i ain’t even playing often
i’m f-cking i’m f-cking i’m f-cking i’m f-cking i’m f-cking
i’m f-cking awesome
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