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luhcamoo - i had a dream remix lyrics

wassam n+gga i don’t say h+llo
got to get the f+ck out the ghetto
f+ck a b+tch in her stilettos in the meadows
lowkey balling like lamelo
use to steal i ain’t talking no gelo
shoot my shot above the rim
thuggin’ on the block just me and slim
call me the reaper without the grim
these n+ggas be cappin’ i ain’t talking no brim
i just f+cked two b+tches and they both fems
i’m in her guts gotta stretch them limbs
had to trap up off the blvd
at 16 years old i jugging cars
at 18 i started cracking cards
i know some n+ggas who selling them handlebars
trying make it far pulling strings i ain’t talking no guitar
so icy boy but i ain’t big scar
i had a drеam no martin luther king
championship game trying to get mе ring
scope on the glock i don’t need no beam
twenty+four percs got to sell out the beans
hit my line if you a motherf+cking feen
f+ck do you mean? i ain’t doing no three for fifteen

i’m trying to get in her jeans
she trying to f+ck on the team
told her to suck on the d+ck after she cream
block a b+tch i ain’t talking yao ming
i don’t give a f+ck what y’all think
tough enough then take you a swing
pour a few lines of the lean
promethazine just sitting in the sink
i gotta pour mud all in my drink
high as f+ck i can’t even blink
eyes red not pink

i had a dream no martin luther king
championship game trying to get me ring
scope on the glock i don’t need no beam
twenty+four percs got to sell out the beans
hit my line if you a motherf+cking feen
f+ck do you mean? i ain’t doing no three for fifteen
come from the west yea i come from the six
came in the booth with a glock and a stick
call audibles we gone switch to a blitz
f+ck with a gangsta she say that’s a pick
better know what you doing that chop got a kick
count up the money you all on my d+ck
where was you at? i was hitting them l!cks
this was my stain he thought i was splitting
skirt off on a b+tch now it’s back to the six
i knew he was a b+tch i thought he wouldn’t do none
empty the glock and i got me a new one
came with a beam not the red this the blue one
taking his gun and i bet he won’t do none

- luhcamoo lyrics

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