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gunplay - bogota lyrics

[chorus]
bogota talk, bogota walk
it’s a bogota blizzard on my bogota block
bogota white rims with a bogota b-tch
white bogota diamonds i’m bogota rich
b o g o t a, b o g o t a
b o g o t a, b o g o t a
i’m bogota rich
b o g o t a, b o g o t a
b o g o t a, b o g o t a
i’m bogota rich

[verse 1]
this bogota slingin’, blingin’ like diamond ring
i cut the tape and do my thing
gim’me the paper, keep the fame
i’m off the leash, you keep the cage
i ain’t playin’ keep the games
i’m the beast they couldn’t tame
the one the witness couldn’t name
i’m the bird they couldn’t blame
smokin’ citrus in my chain
choppin’ christmas with my blade
while my b-tches entertain
i got vicious in my veins
i got hate all in my heart
i got revenge all in my brain
now you just heard a killa start
sn-tch a b-tch and pull her brain
smack her -ss and roll away
i just give that b-tch a look ain’t gotta tell that hoe behave
when she actin’ like a dog
i’mma treat her like a stray
rent her mouth for an hour
but i keep it for a day. eh!

[verse 2]
i got the gun they call the escabar
yams in the restaurant
beef on the fork got burnt, cooked extra-hot
carry city columbia
put a hundred in one in ya
sticks on the carpet, crib lookin’ like columbi-yard
white pablo cocaine
wait out in spokane
f-ck i look like, listening to these poor lames
i drive some sh-t that’ll take up like four lanes
this mmg piece, gotta lift this with four cranes
i grip on my old grain
and toke on this dope green
my b-tches is supreme, and this ain’t no new thing
this pits ain’t gone curb, but you p-ss-es gone purr
hold up
that ain’t that clean and this package burnt
hold up

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