Correction Paroles Woke Up In Cuba par Booggz

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I stay with the shooter
I stay with the shooter
I stay with the shooter
I stay with the shooter

He want a verse but I'm charging for features
Can teach you a lot, I'm just not a teacher
I'm deep in the game, I don't sit on the bleachers
My swag is on point, look at my sneakers
I'm in love with Cuba, but I love the chicas
The dope that I smoke, loud like a speaker
I'm out by the ocean, feelin' the breeza
I pop out on fans, they havin' a seizure
I know that I'm blessed, then somebody sneeze up
I'm whippin' up dope, put it by the freezer
He heard the pew, and turned into Freeza
It sound like a .40, but it is a 'Nina
.38 Special spin like ballerina
Not into witchcraft, but I know Sabrina
She wanna date, art galleries
I'm stuck in the trap, we eatin' pizza
She don't like my new bitch, she on mamacita
I can't take no pics, keep it discreeta
Now I wear Gucci, I used to wear Fila's
Smokin' dope by the sea
Please tell me what you see ah (aaayy)

I just woke up in Cuba
I stay with the shooter
Me and your dog, we talkin' St.Lucia
He sent me beats, I don't rock with producers
I don't wear Versace I don't like Medusa
I sometimes drive fast, but my car is a cruiser
Police on my tail I don't stop for the cruiser
I'm flying first class I look down on you losers
She playing my song now she playing Future
I'm gon' hit tonight, I can tell the future
He want a verse but I'm charging for features
Can teach you a lot, I'm just not a teacher
I'm deep in the game, I don't sit on the bleachers
My swag is on point, look at my sneakers
I'm in love with Cuba, but I love the chicas
The dope that I smoke, loud like a speaker

I'm writing for artists, yo could call me Sia
I am a trapper, you won't wanna be
I got a few spots, I ain't talkin' a cheetah
I'm looking at Keisha but I'm hearing Mia
They don't like each other but I'm just a G
Got 'em both under my trunk like a tree
I'm texting your bitch, I'm ready to leave her
I go up you go down like a lever
I'm from the dam, but I'm not a beaver
I'm just a Captain, something like Wheeler
You a buyer, I'm a dealer
When I take your bitch, only time I'ma steal her
She want a drink, I buy her margaritas
Plus she want rocks on tequila
She wanna chill by the beach

Maxine and Taneisha
Oh I forgot 'bout Yanniqua
I still got a crush on Theresa
Let me handcuff no Police
Five star resort, only seeing white people (Rich)
We look the same, but we are not equal
If I wrote a book, this would be the sequel
I just woke up in Cuba

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