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mdma - letter to roxas lyrics

yeah

this lil euro got me psychic, feel like misses cleo
my lil dawg is cinematic, get you out yo’ b+roll
buyin’ vengeance, we up polls, we’ll get him vetoed
when it come to toxic ho’s, molly turnin’ me up
gotta get my lil n+gga out of jersey ’cause that choppa will creep on ’em
[?], no you won’t pick him up, call my dawg, have fleas on him
[?] no, he not a top boy but he talkin’, [?] got he p’s on him
darkside fire, tryna go far, you can call me if you need, homie

if you got a man, we’ll bleed ’em
highschool pushover, send for treason
[?] get sent like [?]
[?] but look a, look a [?]
i’ma send in my visa
streets have turned my heart cold like quiche
bananas in the can like dora, they’ll eat you
i got fat ass bands in the roll [?]

can you hear me now?
can you hear me now?

send my b+tch in the trap to get them bricks, that’s a baby momma
rich when we slide, bet you ran like a [?]
molly cuttin’ out suckers like blade and katana
old name, got it, roll straight from the jungle
put the b+tch on rodeo then leave ’em to hunker
the amazon, look at me as a monster
ten toes still bewildered like [?]
everywhere i vip, big baller like ruckus
lightweights on me, on the top like [?]
[?] we trust for them guys, i won’t trust ’em
big body ran, how i pop, i need books
don’t many fuss, i done gave all my [?]
if that b+tch comin’, she brave, we gon’ sl+t her
just like a milf, finna f+ck up this mummy
milkin’ this bih’ with a thot, she ain’t honest
is it true?
they don’t want the old me, they want the new
they got a problem with me, they got a few
too bad i can’t see the lil things from ya lil view

shooters shoot, losers lose
please don’t hate on me ’cause i don’t make the rules
they watchin’ how i built this sh+t so i gotta keep a tool
hear the hissin’ (sss), that ain’t new
that ain’t nun new, they been poppin’ cap like a brew
n+gga been poppin’ cap like a brew
don’t let ’em get you molly, they just wanna use ya
heavy flavor, i knew it
molly been dippin’ like scuba
here for her, so the urus has to mood up
guess he all owe me money, but i had that pay your front
[?] feelin’ like cubey, i’m all about the math, bruh
feelin’ like luka (phew), molly santan’ make the bih’ go [?]
dope, racks in the cut, hop out and swooze

yeah
can you hear me now?
yeah
can you hear me now?

- mdma lyrics

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