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gutta100 - gelato lyrics

{intro}
i’m just posted smokin’ on gelato
all these d-mn racks look like i hit the lotto
she see the cake she hit her knees she gon’ swallow
aye, aye
gutta100

{chorus}
i’m just posted smokin’ on gelato
all these d-mn racks look like i hit the lotto
my glock got horsepower that’s my baby bronco
pull up foreign, when i trap i drive the tahoe
i’m just posted smokin’ on gelato
all these d-mn racks look like i hit the lotto
my glock got horsepower that’s my baby bronco
pull up foreign, when i trap i drive the tahoe

{verse}
i’m just posted smokin’ on gelato
your b-tch want me to come and f-ck her pr-nto
if her baby daddy trippin’ i keep hollows (for real)
i might beat the p-ssy ’til tommorow (i will)
don’t kiss ’em when she get home ’cause she swallow
like a bandaid how i’m in the cut
hoe she want me to come f-ck
but i ain’t {?} to this dope, so
h in that white got the block swole
how you think i got my neck on froze
{?} hit my line, time to hit the road
slow down, there goes {?} you speedin’
you know i keep a pole
way i keep this cash
they think i robbed a store
way i drive this foreign
they think i stole this hoe
police get behind me
then it’s time to go
think i hit the lotto how i’m designer head to toe

{outro}
gutta100

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