Correction Lyrics Live in a Dream by Sharkboy

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Yeah yeah (slatt)
AP b*t*h
Yeah f**k em yeah, f**k em up yeah (yeah yeah)

Aye got four 45s and a big Beretta
Won’t text no b*t*h, I won’t send a letter
Can’t steal my swag, I’m a damn trend setter
I come through with drip, I change the whole weather
Got my dogs in the place and we come through with metal
Your b*t*h feel my pants said I’m hot like a kettle
Old b*t*h fine but my new b*t*h better
Wanna get on top, yeah yeah imma let hеr
Got 4 45s and a big beretta
Aye got four 45s and a big Bеretta
Won’t text no b*t*h, I won’t send a letter
Can’t steal my swag, I’m a damn trend setter
I come through with drip, I change the whole weather
Got my dogs in the place and we come through with metal
Your b*t*h feel my pants said I’m hot like a kettle
Old b*t*h fine but my new b*t*h better
Wanna get on top, yeah yeah imma let her

Come through with drip, I pass your hoe
Been going hard cause I miss my bro
You done giving neck, then go hit the door
b*t*h down to f**k cuz her mans so poor
Don’t mind me I just been going Godzilla
They say I look soft but deep down I’m a killer
Been holding it up just like i am a pillar
On lean I’m a zombie like sum off of Thriller

Ass up, get your racks up
I’m high like Nasa
Come from hell they might say I’m a b*st*rd
The way that I’m flexing might say I’m a natural
Ass up, get your racks up
I’m high like Nasa
Come from hell they might say I’m a b*st*rd
The way that I’m flexing might say I’m a natural

Pop up in your city I come for the drop
I call up my b*t*h, said gimme that wap
Always go ham young Tardi don’t stop
Won’t bust in that pu**y, lil hoe gimme slop
Lil hoe gimme slop, lil hoe gimme top
Suck me up good then we go hit the shop
Tuck a piece in my jacket, this is not a prop
I whip it out fast and leave you in the chalk

Aye got four 45s and a big Beretta
Won’t text no b*t*h, I won’t send a letter
Can’t steal my swag, I’m a damn trend setter
I come through with drip, I change the whole weather
Got my dogs in the place and we come through with metal
Your b*t*h feel my pants said I’m hot like a kettle
Old b*t*h fine but my new b*t*h better
Wanna get on top, yeah yeah imma let her
Got 4 45s and a big beretta
Aye got four 45s and a big Beretta
Won’t text no b*t*h, I won’t send a letter
Can’t steal my swag, I’m a damn trend setter
I come through with drip, I change the whole weather
Got my dogs in the place and we come through with metal
Your b*t*h feel my pants said I’m hot like a kettle
Old b*t*h fine but my new b*t*h better
Wanna get on top, yeah yeah imma let her

Said R.I.P Jay, my dawg he was ruthless
I stay with the dogs I keep me a big Rufus
Like Tyreek Hill I throw up them deuces
Sipping that hard never sippin on juices
I got a beretta aye
She give me top in the back of my Jetta
All gas f**k the breaks put my foot on the petal
I post up with Rico tucked up with metal
Yeah

Aye yeah tucked up with the metal b*t*h
AP yeah, I live in a dream b*t*h (slatt)

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