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      Lord Pretty Flacko Jodye 2

      Lord Pretty Flacko Jodye 2

      A$ap Rocky

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      A$ap Rocky - Lord Pretty Flacko Jodye 2 Música y Letra

      [Verse 1: A$AP Rocky]
      I thought I'd probably die in prison, expensive taste in women
      Ain't had no pot to piss in, now my kitchen full of dishes
      Nose bloody from that sniffin', your heroin addiction
      Trigger finger itching fuck parental supervision
      This be that murder business, little Timmy got that semi
      I ain't kidding hide yo kittens, hit yo children with that Smith and
      A bunch of ignant little niglets, hard headed, never listen
      Purple sippin', finger twistin', teeth glisten like it's Memphis
      A bunch of hypocritic Christians, the land of no religion
      My Santa Claus was missing, catch you slippin' then it's Christmas
      Motherfuck a wishlist, my ghetto was ambition
      For my benjis and my Bentley, and them bitches now I gets gets
      On the road to riches, a diamond rings, designer jeans
      Toking on that biscuit till I'm no longer existing
      I wonder if they miss me, as long as I make history
      Now my soul is feeling empty, tell the reaper come and get me
      [Hook: A$AP Rocky]
      Who said you can't live forever lied
      Of course, I'm living forever I'll
      Forever, I'll live long
      You can't ever deny
      My flaws, I'm living forever I'll
      Forever, I'll LIVE
      [Verse 2: A$AP Rocky]
      Riding through your city like that motherfucka mine
      Or toking on that semi, rob a motherfucka blind
      License plate says wipe me down, car from 1989
      But a nigga sits so pretty call that motherfucker fine
      Lost your motherfucking mind, what's on your mind niggas talking down
      Never talk to cops, make him talk God when I tote that 9, he ain't talking now
      Tell 'em watch your spine, I mean watch your back
      Better guide your track, better not look back
      Now stay in line, don't step on cracks
      So you break her back I'm talking 'bout your mom
      Cause there's killers in my town, making hits, sniffing lines
      Out committing crimes, wait for shit to simmer down
      Corrupted little minds, 8 and 9, finna shine
      On the grind, do you dirty with that shimmy shimmy ya
      Where they shoot without a purpose, services 'n hearses
      Kids who ain't deserve it, can't survive a thing, you're worthless
      Strangers make me nervous, who's that peekin' in my window with a pistol to my curtains?
      Pretty nigga rich, Flacko be the shit
      And that bitch, know we poppin' so she boppin' on this dick
      Nigga, R.I.P. to PIMP, can't forget Little Flip
      And I take it out to Memphis so shout out to Triple Six

      A$ap Rocky - Lord Pretty Flacko Jodye 2 Música y Letra






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