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letra de destiny's child freestyle - 10cellphones

[intro]
(ayy, d-mn)
no sleep, wake yo’ ass up
(godd-mn)

[verse]
d-mn, you left yo’ glock at home?
don’t go nowhere without my chrome (nah)
i’m too well-known, i might have to tap a dome
yo’ b-tch, she tryna get it on
she twenty-five but she not grown
i told that ho to fetch a bone (nasty-ass lil’ b-tch, go home)
okay, now let me sip the [?]
i go to new york and put this sh-t on
these n-ggas so broke, they need ’em a loan
broke hoes, i leave ’em alone
i serve you a gram, i smoke out the bowl
you serving that mid, it’s down the commode
i got me a play, it’s right up the road
[?] post malone
lil’ b-tch say i’m a menace
she already nutted but i still ain’t finished
i need me like thirty more minutes
and she fallin’ in love but that sh-t not intended (i did that), d-mn
she a thot-thot, i’on know why she actin’ silly
baby girl a munchie, off the jumpies, she already feelin’ me (yeah)
she a thot-thot, i’on know why she actin’ silly
baby girl a munchie, off the jumpies, she already feelin’ me (she already—)
don’t cap and gown, whatever you do, just keep it real for me
i told my sneaky link to leave, her man at home, ain’t tryna deal with him
who is him? i can’t f-ck with them
clutchin’ on my fifth
i just call my glocky beyblade, ’cause i let it rip
thumbin’ through a check, i need more blues, i feel like a crip (d-mn)
this n-gga tried to step, i emptied out the clip, straight off the hip
it don’t matter what i shoot, i still don’t miss, you musta not been here
caught him at the light, he lackin’, he was driving, but i parked the whip
my lil’ b-tch always tryna stress me out, i got another b-tch
this b-tch annoying, had to kick her out, i miss my other b-tch (my other b-tch)
this trappin’ boring, had to hit the road and take another trip
brought a hunnid bowls back, f-ck around and made another flip (another flip)

- 10cellphones

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