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Sfera Ebbasta – Abracadabra Lyrics (feat. Future)


[Testo di "Abracadabra" ft. Future]

[Intro: Sfera Ebbasta]
Bu-bu-bu-bu

[Ritornello: Sfera Ebbasta]
Eh, i raga' in strada fanno la grana, abracadabra (Bu-bu-bu-bu)
Nati con nada, vestiti Prada, abracadabra (Bu-bu-bu-bu)
Ancora non mi ha chiamato, qualcosa non quadra (Brr, brr, brr)
Se lo saranno portato, abracadabra (Uh, uh)
Lo fa sparire come una maga, abracadabra (Uh, uh)
Erano pochi, mo una montagna, abracadabra (Frr)
Dice che è single, ma è fidanzata, abracadabra (Ah)
Lo faccio sembrare facile, lo so, abracababra

[Strofa 1: Sfera Ebbasta]
Non penso a Sara, non penso a Chiara, non penso a Laura (No, no, no, no)
Fiori nel palmo così mi calmo, non sei sul radar (Ah)
Sono rimasto lo stesso di quand'ero in strada
In più ho soltanto dei soldi (Uh) e qualche collana (Uh, yah)
La mia bitch si fa le unghie ogni due settimane (Brr)
Mi odii perché faccio sempre il cazzo che mi pare (Ah)
Questo sta pieno di euro, sta pieno di pare (Come mai?)
Poveri i ricchi, son tristi, non sanno che fare (Okay)

[Ritornello: Sfera Ebbasta & Future]
I raga' in strada fanno la grana, abracadabra (Bu-bu-bu-bu)
Nati con nada, vestiti Prada, abracadabra (Bu-bu-bu-bu)
Ancora non mi ha chiamato, qualcosa non quadra (Brr, brr, brr)
Se lo saranno portato, abracadabra (Uh, uh)
Lo fa sparire come una maga, abracadabra (Uh, uh)
Erano pochi, mo una montagna, abracadabra (Frr)
Dice che è single, ma è fidanzata, abracadabra (Ah)
Lo faccio sembrare facile, lo so, abracababra (Pluto)

[Strofa 2: Future]
Grew up with nothing, I made it through poverty
Tell me you proud of me, serving through property
Hottest commodity, she gonna acknowledge me (Yeah)
Abracadabra, she gone with the wind
Abracadabra with three other friends
Emilio Pucci, Italia, Milan
We made it look easy, we had us a bond
I made it look easy, we totally gone (Ooh-ooh)
Four hundred thousand for the cheapest car in my garage (Yeah)
I count up a check, I didn't mean to flex, I done skrrt-skrrt, hopped in the foreign (Brr-brr)
Abracadabra, yeah, I'm at the top of the charts (Woo)
Turn it up, never turn down, too turnt up as usual (Too turnt up)
I came from the block, the guns go pop brr brr (Turn up)
I hustle for money, I run from the cops, woo
Smokin' my weed and I'm dropping the top
I'm always lit, bitch, I'm always hot
Running through thots in new Gucci socks
I'm taking these drugs, I'm doin' a lot
Super Future (Brr)

[Ritornello: Sfera Ebbasta]
I raga' in strada fanno la grana, abracadabra (Bu-bu-bu-bu)
Nati con nada, vestiti Prada, abracadabra (Bu-bu-bu-bu)
Ancora non mi ha chiamato, qualcosa non quadra (Brr, brr, brr)
Se lo saranno portato, abracadabra (Uh, uh)
Lo fa sparire come una maga, abracadabra (Uh, uh)
Erano pochi, mo una montagna, abracadabra (Frr)
Dice che è single, ma è fidanzata, abracadabra (Ah)
Lo faccio sembrare facile, lo so, abracababra


Tee Grizzley – Don’t Even Trip


Lyrics to ‘Tee Grizzley – Don’t Even Trip’ by Tee Grizzley:

I get the bag like Migos and Gucci, she rock a bag Emilio Pucci,” raps Moneybagg, “don’t even trip, you know where she at, I just want the top I’ll Uber her back.” Grizzley holds it down with a pair of verses, proving once again that he’s destined for big things. We don’t know much about his upcoming solo album, but rest assured, it’ll be a welcome addition to his growing discography.

Take A Listen Below
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FUTURE – Good Dope lyrics


Wet, wet, wet, wet
You know it’s Pluto

Tiffany’s, Tiffany’s, we goin’ shoppin’ at Tiffany’s
You crampin’ me, they ampin’ me
They bout to make me start braggin’
Five percent on the wagon
I spit and I’m hot as a dragon
My niggas in the streets be shootin’
My niggas in jail be stabbin’
I do good dope, I got a good hoe
Js at the door, got dem Js at the door
Got some Js at the door, got dem junkies at the door

Servin’ up burgers boss, watchin’ cameras
Drivin’ foreign cars, totin’ hammers
Gotta crazy squad in Alabama
South Carolina boys, we good in Tampa
Swipe the big credit card, it’s worth the gamble
Lamborghini boys, excuse my manners
My paint wet, my neck wet
My ears wet, my wrist wet
Rings wet, my bitch wet
Her bitch wet, they stay wet
Anytime I miss her, I’ma call her, she stay wet
Emilio Pucci, Pucci is different from Gucci
Coupee, coupee, a cartoon you lookin’ all droopy
Goofy, Goofy, these niggas they lookin’ like groupies
Styro-foam cup, purple Act gluey

I do good dope, I got a good hoe
Js at the door, got dem Js at the door
Tiffany’s, Tiffany’s, we goin’ shoppin’ at Tiffany’s
You crampin’ me, they ampin’ me
They bout to make me start braggin’
Five percent on the wagon
I spit and I’m hot as a dragon
My niggas in the streets be shootin’
My niggas in jail be stabbin’
I do good dope, I got a good hoe
Js at the door, got dem Js at the door

Purple Act gluey, sticky icky
Esco he a hippie, tricky, tricky
Pass your dog a mickey, hit me, lick me
Fuck me, just don’t kiss me
Fuck me, just don’t kiss me
I do good dope, I got a good hoe
Js at the door, got dem Js at the door
Got some Js at the door, got dam junkies at the door
Servin’ up burgers boss, watchin’ cameras

I do good dope, I got a good hoe
Js at the door, got dem Js at the door
Tiffany’s, Tiffany’s, we goin’ shoppin’ at Tiffany’s
You crampin’ me, they ampin’ me
They bout to make me start braggin’
Five percent on the wagon
I spit and I’m hot as a dragon
My niggas in the streets be shootin’
My niggas in jail be stabbin’
I do good dope


Future – Good Dope (Future Album)


[Intro]
Wet, wet, wet, wet wet
You know it’s Pluto

[Hook]
Tiffany’s, Tiffany’s, we goin’ shoppin’ at Tiffany’s
You crampin’ me, they ampin’ me
They bout to make me start braggin’
Five percent on the wagon
I spit and I’m hot as a dragon
My niggas in the streets be shootin’
My niggas in jail be stabbin’
I do good dope, I got a good hoe
Js at the door, got dem Js at the door
Got some Js at the door, got dem junkies at the door

[Verse 1]
Servin’ up burgers boss, watchin’ cameras
Drivin’ foreign cars, totin’ hammers
Gotta crazy squad in Alabama
South Carolina boys, we good in Tampa
Swipe the big credit card, it’s worth the gamble
Lamborghini boys, excuse my manners
My paint wet, my neck wet
My ears wet, my wrist wet
Rings wet, my bitch wet
Her bitch wet, they stay wet
Anytime I miss her, I’ma call her, she stay wet
Emilio Pucci, Pucci is different from Gucci
Coupee, coupee, a cartoon you lookin’ all droopy
Goofy, Goofy, these niggas they lookin’ like groupies
Styro-foam cup, purple Act gluey

[Hook]
I do good dope, I got a good hoe
Js at the door, got dem Js at the door
Tiffany’s, Tiffany’s, we goin’ shoppin’ at Tiffany’s
You crampin’ me, they ampin’ me
They bout to make me start braggin’
Five percent on the wagon
I spit and I’m hot as a dragon
My niggas in the streets be shootin’
My niggas in jail be stabbin’
I do good dope, I got a good hoe
Js at the door, got dem Js at the door

[Verse 2]
Purple Act gluey, sticky icky
Esco he a hippie, tricky, tricky
Pass your dog a mickey, hit me, lick me
Fuck me, bitch don’t kiss me
Fuck me, bitch don’t kiss me
I do good dope, I got a good hoe
Js at the door, got dem Js at the door
Got some Js at the door, got dam junkies at the door
Servin’ up burgers boss, watchin’ cameras

[Hook]
I do good dope, I got a good hoe
Js at the door, got dem Js at the door
Tiffany’s, Tiffany’s, we goin’ shoppin’ at Tiffany’s
You crampin’ me, they ampin’ me
They bout to make me start braggin’
Five percent on the wagon
I spit and I’m hot as a dragon
My niggas in the streets be shootin’
My niggas in jail be stabbin’
I do good dope


Future – Good Dope lyrics


Wet, wet, wet, wet
You know it’s Pluto

Tiffany’s, Tiffany’s, we goin’ shoppin’ at Tiffany’s
You crampin’ me, they ampin’ me
They bout to make me start braggin’
Five percent on the wagon
I spit and I’m hot as a dragon
My niggas in the streets be shootin’
My niggas in jail be stabbin’
I do good dope, I got a good hoe
Js at the door, got dem Js at the door
Got some Js at the door, got dem junkies at the door

Servin’ up burgers boss, watchin’ cameras
Drivin’ foreign cars, totin’ hammers
Gotta crazy squad in Alabama
South Carolina boys, we good in Tampa
Swipe the big credit card, it’s worth the gamble
Lamborghini boys, excuse my manners
My paint wet, my neck wet
My ears wet, my wrist wet
Rings wet, my bitch wet
Her bitch wet, they stay wet
Anytime I miss her, I’ma call her, she stay wet
Emilio Pucci, Pucci is different from Gucci
Coupee, coupee, a cartoon you lookin’ all droopy
Goofy, Goofy, these niggas they lookin’ like groupies
Styro-foam cup, purple Act gluey

I do good dope, I got a good hoe
Js at the door, got dem Js at the door
Tiffany’s, Tiffany’s, we goin’ shoppin’ at Tiffany’s
You crampin’ me, they ampin’ me
They bout to make me start braggin’
Five percent on the wagon
I spit and I’m hot as a dragon
My niggas in the streets be shootin’
My niggas in jail be stabbin’
I do good dope, I got a good hoe
Js at the door, got dem Js at the door

Purple Act gluey, sticky icky
Esco he a hippie, tricky, tricky
Pass your dog a mickey, hit me, lick me
Fuck me, just don’t kiss me
Fuck me, just don’t kiss me
I do good dope, I got a good hoe
Js at the door, got dem Js at the door
Got some Js at the door, got dam junkies at the door
Servin’ up burgers boss, watchin’ cameras

I do good dope, I got a good hoe
Js at the door, got dem Js at the door
Tiffany’s, Tiffany’s, we goin’ shoppin’ at Tiffany’s
You crampin’ me, they ampin’ me
They bout to make me start braggin’
Five percent on the wagon
I spit and I’m hot as a dragon
My niggas in the streets be shootin’
My niggas in jail be stabbin’
I do good dope