CORRECTAR LA LETRA

Letra : Pure

(IanoBeatz)
(Loesoe)
(Loesoe going crazy)

Everything pure
I got the purest diamonds out the floor
I gotta count it twice just to be sure
Can’t trust nobody, can never be sure
I hustle everyday, don’t want to be poor
Repent everyday just so I can stay pure
My bitch is the purest, a pure bread for sure
Pure drip on my body, Comme Des Garçons
My heart is the purest, they rag it and bone it
I tried to be pure but the world is so phony
I told you don’t bring yo hoe ’round me, lil’ homie
She kiss on my neck, YSL cologne it
These niggas be cap bout they sales, Columbus

I pulled up in a Hell Cat out the Dungeon
Yellow diamond pinky ring like a Funyun
Yes, I can make you shed tears, no onions
Pulling up like Britney speaks and ball on ’em
I chopped the brains off the rolls Royce, going dumb
This Prada jacket have you proud for nun
She hopped in my bed and we went beyond
Im proud of her head, drape her in Armani
You pussy lil niggas get drilled, no army
What’s in my cup? Same color as Barney
Matter fact, I need the plug on the pharmies’
My hoe gon’ hop out that closet, no Narnia
I guess that she bi, I guess it’s the money
Got blues like the skies, ain’t ’bout hunnids
Niggas talkin’ beef, we gon’ pull up like Huggies
Got a Noah’s ark AP on, unflooded
Niggas not even ready for this discussion
She gon’ give me head till I get a concussion
Baby on my mother fuckin skin like lotion
Pop Percocets, got me moving slow motion
Everything I do is real golden
All these hoes know that I’m chosen
Know I am the wave, no ocean
Got my ex-bitch tryna get a token
Tryna call everytime the boy broken
Got big racks on me, yeah, stuffed crust
Yeah, I don’t even pass on the puff puff
I just sit and blow Gas, that’s yes. yes

Everything pure
I got the purest diamonds out the floor
I gotta count it twice just to be sure
Can’t trust nobody, can never be sure
I hustle everyday, don’t want to be poor
Repent everyday just so I can stay pure
My bitch is the purest a pure bread for sure
Pure drip on my body, Comme Des Garçons
My heart is the purest, they rag it and bone it
I tried to be pure but the world is so phony
I told you don’t bring yo hoe ’round me lil’ homie
She kiss on my neck, YSL cologne it
These niggas be cap bout they sales, Columbus