Letra de 'Shawn M!' de Pasto Flocco

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Pasto flocco, yeah

She off the molly, don't know what she seein'
Vvs on her necklace, you know that it's blingin'
Do not disturb, tell her I ain't see it
What is the word? Nigga, we ain't linkin'

Everything that you do, it got me thinkin'
I'm winnin' the game, they think that I'm cheatin'
She off the molly, you know what she seein'
I signed a deal, now my phone started ringin'

Shoot at the opps, shoot 'em with a rifle
Kid in yo' trap, nigga, like shawn michaels
They study me, study me like a bible
This shit not a game, nigga, can't revive you

See it, I want it, nigga, I'ma rob you
Personal space, stay up out my bubble
I'm too boujee, bitch, I can't even hug you
You on the bottom, bitch, I'm above you

I don't want to talk, I just want to fuck you
You say you love me, baby, I don't love you
I'm the main priority, don't gotta wait
Steady my blowin' my phone, nigga, get away

What do you want? Want to fuck me over?
You is a snake, friendship over
Rockin' all black, tinted range rover
Lucky nigga like a three leaf clover

Dun-nun nun, dun-nun, dun-nun-nun-nun
Dun-nun-nun, dun-nun-nun, dun-nun-nun-nun
Dun-nun-nun, dun-nun-nun, dun-nun-nun-nun
Dun-nun-nun, dun-nun-nun, dun-nun-nun-nun

Dun-nun-nun, dun-nun, dun-nun-nun-nun
Dun-nun-nun, dun-nun, dun-nun-nun-nun
Dun-nun-nun, dun-nun, dun-nun-nun-nun
Dun-nun-nun, dun-nun, dun-nun-nun-nun

Shoot at the opps, shoot 'em with a rifle
Kid in yo' trap, nigga, like shawn michaels
Why my money so tall, nigga, like the eiffel?
Why they studyin' me, nigga, like a bible?

I just want to fuck, I don't want a title
Oh, don't be scared, baby, I ain't gonna bite you
Vvs on her necklace, yeah
New opp on the checklist, yeah

She off the molly, don't know what she seein'
Vvs on her necklace, you know that it's blingin'
Do not disturb, tell her I ain't see it
What is the word? Nigga, we ain't linkin'

Everything that you do, it got me thinkin'
I'm winnin' the game, they think that I'm cheatin'
She off the molly, you know what she seein'
I signed a deal, now my phone started ringin'

Shoot at the opps, shoot 'em with a rifle
Kid in yo' trap, nigga, like shawn michaels
They study me, study me like a bible
This shit not a game, nigga, can't revive you

See it, I want it, nigga, I'ma rob you
Personal space, stay up out my bubble
I'm too boujee, bitch, I can't even hug you
You on the bottom, bitch, I'm above you

Oh, yeah, hey, yeah, hey, yeah, hey
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, hey, yeah, hey, yeah
Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah, hey
Yeah, pasto flocco, yeah