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Onokey fully loaded All our feelings gone, we don't show no pity Hit the door, ain't tryna talk, just let me see yo' titties Shoot at the group and make 'em dance We turn opps Diddy It get scary where I'm from, this shit like Gotham City Mmm, Gotham City Mmm, Gotham City Mmm, Gotham City This shit like Gotham City, we the villains They ain't be tryna slide without me, that shit hurt my feelings They like, "You got too much to lose, don't need to do no drillings" Laugh in they face, hop in that car Like, let's go and touch a ceilin' This that rough rider shit, I'm tryna break the wheel Switchin', swervin' lanes, my bitch say, "Jesus, take the wheel" (Grrah) Toni pop a X, look like an owl on them pills Whеn Toni on that X, all he talk about is, "Kill, kill" I hit two phone, like what's thе move? I hang with shit from the zoo I got opps that's overdue Catch him, "Du-du-du-du-du" It's rats in there know that them ain't shoot Talk a lot, that shit ain't cool Letras de cancionesJust play like one, I ain't no fool Turn me up, I'm in that mood Tell the opps we villains, in the 'hood, we heroes Fill up the whip with shots, look like a bunch of zeroes I just got four more switches, gave 'em to my lil' bro In Chicago with one of 'em, bitch, I feel like DRose Ho hit me like, "Where you been" She must miss what's in my pants Pull up, eat what's in my pants Come back tomorrow, eat again Where the parents? They finna land Pocket chop', that F&N Chop a opp and his friends Know a lot of bloody men All our feelings gone, we don't show no pity Hit the door, ain't tryna talk, just let me see yo' titties Shoot at the group and make 'em dance We turn opps Diddy It get scary where I'm from, this shit like Gotham City (Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh) Mmm, Gotham City Mmm, Gotham City Mmm, Gotham City Mmm, Gotham City Like Gotham City (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah) From Letras Mania