sammy sosa - 24hrs lyrics
[intro]
8*8*8*8*808 mafia
project x, project x
24, yeah
[chorus: 24hrs]
sammy sosa, twenty need a homerun
she said she almost ready, i should probably pull up
i put a hundred on your hand, my youngin’s run fast
i got twenty n*ggas with me, we got one mask
i really put in work, so ain’t no competition
i perform, i play my role, i’m knowin’ my position
i remember before i pop, i had no pot to p*ss in
i’m lookin’ over haters that want my position
[verse 1: 24hrs]
cartier, i bust down the face, that cost me ten bands
dumoni did my t**th, i threw him twenty plus ten bands
i don’t trust a soul, so i’m barely takin’ pics in it
please make it quick and put a name on it
tell me what them words about
louis v, big racks, we orderеd curbside
when i hit from the back, it’s likе a waterslide
spitta, that’s my brother, we got mob ties
thousand flowers to the house, when did my dog die?
no one know when my dog died
[chorus: 24hrs & lightshow]
sammy sosa, twenty need a homerun
she said she almost ready, i should probably pull up
i put a hundred on your hand, my youngin’s run fast
i got twenty n*ggas with me, we got one mask
i really put in work, so ain’t no competition
i perform, i play my role, i’m knowin’ my position
i remember before i pop, i had no pot to p*ss in
i’m lookin’ over haters that want my position (ay, look)
[verse 2: lightshow]
hundred sh*lls left on the scene, that sh*t was free
i’m out of town, hope they don’t think it was me
hundred thousand cash, that sh*t come up to my knee
but i ain’t trickin’, she gon’ f*ck, ’cause what she see?
she see a boss n*gga from the trenches that went first class
then she heard i curved her friend with her thirsty ass, ay
like i run one, i prefer pass
ridin’ with a drum when i swerve past
my b*tch got extra clips in them purses
only time she give me lip, lip service, ay
don’t make me nervous, i’m purgin’
my glock wake up doctors and surgeons, yeah (light)
[chorus: 24hrs]
sammy sosa, twenty need a homerun
she said she almost ready, i should probably pull up
i put a hundred on your hand, my youngin’s run fast
i got twenty n*ggas with me, we got one mask
i really put in work, so ain’t no competition
i perform, i play my role, i’m knowin’ my position
i remember before i pop, i had no pot to p*ss in
i’m lookin’ over haters that want my position
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