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letra de ‎lights out - 1oneam

[intro]
lil’ b-tch

[verse]
these-these n-ggas fake, they too phony
i don’t want that b-tch, she too boney
[?]
she-she on my d-ck, she don’t even know me
flex-flex on these n-ggas, i do it normally
and this sh-t, my son finna do it for me
that b-tch so bad, she too h-rny
in the pat, touchdown, still scoring
let’s hop in the jag, two doors
two-two bad b-tches, need two wh0res
fat ass crib with 3 floors
and i get to the bag at 3 in the morning
he-he said “how you get that way before me?”
hop in that scat, i get to floorin’
i’m with the lame b-tch, she just boring
i-i need a bag right now
i need that bag, baby, right now
we ain’t playing no games, we ain’t fighting out
and he talkin’ hot sh-t, [?]
put a bеam on the glock with the light out
and we takе him off the map like some white out
and i’m playing that b-tch like some tryouts
i-i get that money, finna write out
gimmie’ that check, n-gga write it out
she-she on the d-ck, finna ride it out
we in that b-tch, finna sight it out
n-gga-n-gga we outside, we don’t hide out
my-my n-ggas gon’ roll out, [?]
my-my tattoo, bro, like some lysol
n-gga talk down then it’s lights out

- 1oneam

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