Nextels & NinePieces Lyrics

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R.I.P. Tito

You can't feel your face, this shit Puro from Colombia

Y los sentimientos ya me fue, so who the fuck is y'all

I don't trust the soul, I've been burnt too many times

Nextels and sum Nine pieces bitch press rewind

You can't feel your face, this shit puro from Colombia

Y los sentimientos ya me fue, so who the fuck is y'all

I don't trust the soul, I've been burnt too many times

Nextels & sum Ninepieces bitch press rewind

Used to hit my partna , on the chirp like yo I got the work

Aight, slide through, give me a minute, let me weigh it first

Better have the bread, don't waste my time cause you can't get it back

And I ain't got no app, pussy bitch you better have the cash

grew up real, fast around the gangstas and the dope boyz

south Miami 80's baby, you already know boy

glizzy got a dick, my bitch use it as a sex toy

Blow the whistle like a general and watch them troops deploy

And I ain't up for all this bullshit and this chit chat

know its hard, reach me on my phone and I'll admit that

Shorty know she pressure pretty face, with a nice ass

She can't hide the fact, she get pissed she hit my line and I don't write back

Sorry lil mama, we bustin' blocks, can't get out the trap

Paranoid, got me ridin', dirty don't leave without the strap

Mom I'm sorry I lost my mind, you can try to help but I won't get it back

Play pussy, get fucked, your face will fall right in your lap

You can't feel your face, this shit Puro from Colombia

Y los sentimientos ya me fue, so who the fuck is y'all

I don't trust the soul, I've been burnt too many times

Nextels & sum nine pieces, bitch press rewind

You can't feel your face, this shit puro from Colombia

Y los sentimientos ya me fue, so who the fuck is y'all

I don't trust the soul, I've been burnt too many times

Nextels & sum nine pieces, bitch press rewind

We ain't smokin' BAP, bitch we blowin' down exotic packs

I mean this shit stank HOE, will REEK soon as you crack the pack

We ain't make a sound, suppressors on the pipes when we come around

Keep runnin' that dick sucker, in the lake where you might be found

Dirty Dade baby, that's the way I gotta keep it

And you should be ashamed of yourself, yeah I said it

And you don't want the smoke, lil nigga so just dead it

And then go back to your squad and tell them it was OHGEE who said IT

You can't feel your face, this shit Puro from Colombia

Y los sentimientos ya me fue, so who the fuck is y'all

I don't trust the soul, I've been burnt too many times

Nextels and some nine pieces, bitch press rewind

You can't feel your face, this shit Puro from Colombia

Y los sentimientos ya me fue, so who the fuck is y'all

I don't trust the soul, I've been burnt too many times

Nextels and some nine pieces, bitch press rewind

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