Corrección Letra Sak Passe par Roddy Ricch

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Letra

Yeah, yeah, yeah, ah, ha (CashMoneyAP)
Yeah, yeah, uh, hey, hey
I feed the streets
I feed the streets, yeah
I feed the streets
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Joey Trife)

We fed the streets, I had to flood it
Patek Phillipe, I wanna bus' it
She f**k with me just 'cause I can buy that luggage
And now they recognize me when I'm out in public
Them Haitians f**k with me, so they say "sak pase"
I'm in the Benz but I can’t wait to cop that Wraith
I came from nothing, n***a, I cannot be fake
I was hungry now try kitchen make my plate, aye

Go get a bag, lil' n***a
Pop a couple tags, lil' n***a
Hop out that Jag, lil' n***a
F**k around and do the dash, lil' n***a
I remember I was broke
I remember I was starving
We was selling that dope
Bagging front of them apartments
We fed the streets, I had to flood it
Patek Phillipe, I wanna bus' it
She f**k with me just 'cause I can buy that luggage
And now they recognize me when I'm out in public
Them Haitians f**k with me, so they say "sak pase"
I'm in the Benz but I can’t wait to cop that Wraith
I came from nothing, n***a, I cannot be fake
I was hungry now try kitchen make my plate, aye

Lil' shorty make it a theme song
She wanna f**k with my jeans on
Play with them ball like ping pong
Bust in her jaw I ain’t even know
I wanna f**k with my n***as
Then take my n***as to the top of the world
All my n***as foreign, when we pull up, skrrt
Light skin with a nice body looking like Nia Long
Private head with the private pu**y looking like FlySavion
Rich sex, having rich sex on the nights we alone
Chain glowing in the mirror looking like a ice cream cone

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