Corrección Letra tough (wallflower) par ericdoa

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Letra

Yeah, yeah, yeah
This that Neila sh*t

Wait, move, ay, I thought that they knew
Take food off my plate, gotta make sure my brothers ate too
Wait, damn, make a b*t*h take two
Big ol' glick make, this sh*t gon' make 'em bust a move
Okay wow, one in me with the Westwood, clean
I got a planet on my pants and some Vivi on my jeans
I find it funny how they mad, wanna fight mе through a screen
Ay, I cannot hold no grudges, b*t*h, I'm smiling with my team
Girl, I'll teach ya, hit mе for a feature
I'm smoking poison, this sh*t straight up out a beaker
Make a call
Ay, I build, he fall
b*t*h, I'm a flower on a wall
b*t*h, I do not care at all
You got a problem, get it solved
He talking crazy, spin his jaw
Play games like it's SAW
It's triple seven, f**k the law
Okay whoa, b*t*h, I'm super cold
This gate got a code, and a rose
Got a bad lil' Cuban b*t*h, she from the O
I'm in my mode
Silver, movin' slow
Shoutout to my bros
Okay, let's go
Shoot, don't have reload
Gun shoot like free-throw
Throw to throw
One-three-seven-one-zero inside my coat
And if they throw me in the deep end guaranteed I'm gonna throw up

Ay, she said that she need me, I forgot, yeah, yeah
It's gon' be tough if you coming for my spot, yeah, yeah
I know exactly where you at, I got the drop
If we talkin' money, boy, go clock in at your job
Ay, she said that she need me, I forgot, yeah, yeah
It's gon' be tough if you coming for my spot, yeah, yeah
I know exactly where you at, I got the drop
If we talkin' money, boy, go clock in at your job

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