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sage the gemini - guantanamera lyrics

[hook: sage the gemini]
she always complaining, she say i’m a player
cars stupid fast, goodbye to my haters
ballin’ at the gym, now who wanna play us
got a bad b-tch, guantanamera
whoa guantanamera
whoa whoa guantanamera
whoa guantanamera
hey, hey, guantanamera

[verse 1: sage the gemini]
guantanamera we in venezuela
i don’t know her name but i know where she came from
house so big i can’t see my neighbors
i grab em and p-ss em, you try to save em
whoa guantanamera
ridin’ [?] through the hood, you know i be skatin’
tiptoeing’ in my jordans soon as i lace em
spent in all at the mall, it was vuitton [?]
now i’ma go crazy, now baby you know that your looks are deceiving
i tell all these girl that i’m rich and don’t need em and no one believes me
these n-gg-s be mad, i be catching their baby girl looking and peeping
take her home then i beat it till she sleeping, sleeping

[hook: sage the gemini]

[verse 2: trey songz]
pull up in a benz screaming “f-ck a hater!”
and n-gg- i’da f-cked your b-tch on an elevator
n-gg- i’da tell your b-tch i’ma f-ck her later
and she gon’ only get this d-ck, not no f-ckin’ paper
vamanos, knock em all down like dominoes
then i tell em adios
if you got a bad b-tch and she suck a good d-ck
better lock her p-ssy down and you call it guantanamo
huh, that p-ssy tryna run, call that cardio
this gon’ be a lot of fun, moon turn to the sun
we gon’ get it to tomorrow
spend a couple car notes on a couple bottles
yo the rich sh-t don’t end
you don’t wanna roll all along, tell your homies come on
and it’s on, i’ma hit your friend
i’m cool with it if you cool with it
if you suck, spit and you drool with it
and i’ma be up in the hole all day
guantanamo bay, trey

[hook: sage the gemini & trey songz]

- sage the gemini lyrics

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