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954 2 305 - pe$o pete lyrics

[watermark 1: pe$o pete & [?]]
pe$o, are you dumb?

[intro: pe$o pete, [?], & omarcameup]
yeah, man, talk to ’em (pew, pew)
aye, you know you n*ggas listening to ya’ boy pe$o pete, if you ain’t f*ckin’ with this sh*t, eat my* (whoa, pipe up, yuh)
what it sound like?
huh? woah, hey (yuh!)

[watermark 2: pe$o pete & [?]]
peso, what the fu*

[verse 1: pe$o pete, omarcameup, & both]
thirty*thousand feet above, travel light to l*a (aye!)
got a bag for my bag and a bag for my chain, aye (bag for my chain)
i ain’t even got a chain, i just really want a chain
f*ck the b*tches, f*ck the fame
all that sh*t is for the lames, yuh
i might creep up on your dame
she said “hey”, then gave me brain (woo!)
spit this heat, how i maintain
got some problems, can’t contain (god d*mn’!)
might cobain, do not be surprised if pe$o don’t come back
i don’t know, i might slit my f*ckin’ wrist if i don’t blow
that’s on foe, made some promises to people that i know
cannot fold, just remember ’bout these days when i go gold
and do shows, same b*tch hate me got my d*ck inside her throat (yuh)
how it goes, for the clout and all this money they will hold (word, word, word)
and they “oh”
[watermark 3: pe$o pete & [?]]
f*ck pe$o (pe$o)

[bridge: pe$o pete & omarcameup]
tell my youngin’s stay alert and on yo’ toes
get yo’ bag for these hoes (for these hoes)
what it sound like? (uh, aye)
hey, okay, okay (you dig?)

[refrain: pe$o pete & omarcameup]
i was rollin’ through miami wit’ the pack in my lap
i don’t serve, i don’t trap
i just roll, then i rap
i was rollin’ through miami wit’ the pack in my lap (aye, hey, aye, aye)
i don’t serve, i don’t trap (hey, hey)
i just roll, then i rap (yuh, aye)

[verse 2: omarcameup & スクウェア・エニックス]
i just roll (yuh, yuh)
this sh*t go (this sh*t go)
‘lotta’ snakes, gotta’ stay on my toes (on my toes, *cloud strife’s limit charge*)
they gon’ know (they gon’ know)
they gon’ know (what? yuh)
you’s a rookie, leader sh*t, to the pro’s (yuh, yeah)

[verse 3: omarcameup]
n*ggas really think they out here (uh)
tell that sh*t to the jury, man (nah)
y’all n*ggas pinhead larry, y’all cannot f*ck wit’ a dirty dan (h*ll nah)
i am about my money, i will not stop at just 30 bands (bills)
and all i do is ball out, but i ain’t gon’ on a journey, man (yuh)
these n*ggas fake, they wasn’t f*ckin’ wit’ the kid before he got placements (nah)
i’m out here waitin’ for no man (nah)
b*tch, i am off to the races
got a bad little b*tch and she asian ([?])
i put my [?] like all in her spine (yuh)
oh, that’s your girl gettin’ first place?
i guess my d*ck is the finish line, aye (aye!)
[outro: omarcameup]
hoo’, yuh, yuh, aye (yuh, aye)
shoutout pe$o (word, word, word, aye)
yuh

- peo pete lyrics

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