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Use A− / A+ para ajustar a leituraLil Haiti Baby
Yeah, yeahIt's that Evol, ahYou understand me?I bagged this bad bitch, it was nothing to get herYou want a whole brick? Oh it's nothing to get 'emOh, you want diamonds like this? It wasn't nothing to get 'emI had to focus, then it wasn't nothing to get 'emHey, thirty thousand on a watch, I swear thank God I'm ballin'Feds watching on my spot, they say somebody called 'emHottest nigga in the streets, they see my AudemarsHottest nigga in the streets, three thousands grams of shooBoston George, I'm with that game, you got that girl that blowOh, you want my life, that's la famil, that's all I knowCatch me pissing out the codeine from the night beforeThis for Khaled, this for niggas 'round the Ace and bottlesThis for G-rod, C-Rod, all these niggas banging B'sThis the greatest story never told, you gotta see itI, I got some names but I ain't gon' never drop 'emAye, she say my name but she won't ever drop meYou want an R&B chick, shawty it ain't nothin' to get herYou want to run around the town, well it ain't nothin' to get herYou want to drive around in that Rolls, you know it ain't nothin' to get herYou know that I'm gonna make homies ride for me, it ain't nothin' to get 'emWe throwed away that money cause that mula swoleI throw that grams of boy, I'm servin' in the coldGot fifty eight... grams of boy, we servin' PeterThey say they got Magnolia shawty bangin' needlesThey trapped out Angola, they was out the NolaThen fuck around and then know you, got to be a cobraThey cooped up with that yola, now that cook Coke ColaI fucked around and showed them that my heart is colderMy water whippin' issues now we packin pistolsThey packin' gats and lots these niggas sending missilesThey say they hate the kid, the kid was getting' mulaYou wanna ask around, then you can ask my jewelerBodies came around, he shot 'em on a bikeOh he poppin' wheelies, a lil Haiti babyOh they say that nigga he just a lil Haiti babyOh they say that boy he just a lil Haiti babyShoot in broad day, he shoot in broad dayShot the whole window up in broad dayOh that's that lil Haiti baby, Haiti babyOh that's that lil Haiti baby, Haiti babyDumping down the pills, I feel my head explodin'Roll a pound of dope, I gotta keep on smokin'Money comin' in, we ain't gon' never spend itTen thousand bags of kush, we ain't gon' never listenI just wanna be there for my nigga, wooI just wanna go back to the Bentley storeI just wanna go back to the Lamb' storeI just wanna buy another Rover thoughI just wanna get back on a yacht tomorrowI just wanna buy another spot tomorrowAll this money comin' in, can't never spend itI swear, all this money comin' in, we're still winnin'Shoot in broad day, shoot in broad dayShot the whole window up in broad dayOh that's that lil Haiti baby, Haiti babyOh that's that lil Haiti baby, Haiti babyCoke in all the cars, we ain't got no facadePull up in that 'Rari, we don't know facadePull up with that yappa, it wasn't no facadeLettin' off all the rounds, it wasn't just no facadeBodies came around, he shot 'em on a bikeOh he poppin' wheelies, he a lil Haiti babyOh they say that nigga, he a lil Haiti babyOh they say that boy, he a lil Haiti babyShoot in broad day, he shoot in broad dayShot the whole window up in broad dayOh that's that lil Haiti baby, Haiti babyOh that's that lil Haiti baby, Haiti babyDumpin' back these pills, I feel my head explodin'Jumpin' out these whips, we ain't on no facadePull up in that 'Rari, ain't no no FacadePull up in that 'Rari, ain't no no FacadeShoot in broad day, he shoot in broad dayShot the whole window up in broad dayEvol
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