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pete cole - pimp bell lyrics

intro: (hanpi lj)
yeah
yeah
yeah

verse 1: (hanpi lj)
i gave my hand to my city
we lookin’ all bitty
you for all my homies in the truck we gettin’ litty
you get it in the city
you get it with the itty
you know what, because i ain’t getting numbers from the eighty
lookin’ like swaby
you got numbers in your hands i ain’t tryna mess with ya
you know what cuz’ i ain’t, ain’t mess with syrup
you know what, i go to me with the ear up
candian stuff with the styled milk
you know what i’ve had enough of this silk
with the guns to my head
i had november in september, i had it in december
would your ass еven remembеr?
you don’t get the joke, do ya?
you smart as h+ll
i ain’t tryna ring the pimp bell
i’m showing you how his ass work
you know what we got the blast blurt
we gonna, get alert. (yeah)
what would you do if i had blood on my shirt
bridge:
d+mn, d+mn

verse 2: (pete cole)
i’m ok with yellow
sayin’ all h+llo
looking through the stars while you lookin’ like cello
lookin’ a fellow
lookin’ like bello
lookin’ like princess diana backwards is mellow
back to his head toes
lookin’ like the memos
i got anderson freekman on my shows, like b toad
yeah, i got jarien
i get everything but moons like darien
taylor swift, i ain’t back the lift
you know i ain’t gold
we got that width
we got that life
hit me with a knife
god love your wife
hit with the knife
you gonna snipe that person
i ain’t workin’ with the plat that hurt him
you gonna destroy the earth i’m happy
you know all i do is snappy
you know what, you gonna top me up
you won’t even try to copy
outro: (hanpi lj)
d+mn
d+mn
d+mn
d+mn
d+mn

- pete cole lyrics

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