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letra de getting loose - 1takejay

[intro]
scum tell uno load it up
scum tell uno load it up, now i’m locked in
wait, hold up
i’m finna turn this b-tch up

[chorus]
i changed my name to john cena, i can’t be seen
jacket supreme eleven hundred, what i pay for the jeans
benjamin franklin make a b-tch do the nastiest things
a walking l!ck, i’m by myself with the flashes bling
b-tch i can’t even fit my bag in the baggy jeans
n-gga, i still f-ck a b-tch with the ratchet’s t–th
i had the b-tch leg in the air, we gon’ call it stilling
like a jolly rancher, i’m gettin’ hard
keep suckin’ it please
[verse 1]
i just sweated out our edges shе ain’t letting me breathе
i just gave her locked down, i’m the legend for deep
these b-tches gave me whole p-ssy, they gave me tease
i made her leave him, instead of mouth, she gave me some t–th
hey, get this b-tch out of here
she letting all the homies f-ck this b-tch, can’t be mean
hey, get this b-tch out of here
he’s still tolerating this sh-t, he can’t be mean
like what the f-ck was i even thinking tryna get your number
since high school b-tch got big, now she acting humble
but i used to lift a lot of weights n-gga, i still f-ck her
that b-tch gave head so good, i go shoot at her brother

[verse 2]
she came over sucking d-ck, we on the same page
i ain’t f-cking no lil’ hoes, this b-tch my age
accurate i’m tryna tell these n-ggas, i really got aim
i’m a star
the homie said, he f-cked the b-tch off my name
please don’t ask me where my feelings go because i lost her
fast how, i taught her ass get out, i let her boss him
i told a n-gga, “her b-tchmouth was pretty awesome”
i be moving fast how, i get them tavon austin
i’m trust hoes, can’t you tell by my posture
p-ssy had a smell, call that b-tch to hotbox
i don’t even know her can’t believe what she just offered
long hours of giving me her mouth, that’s what it costed
[chorus]
i changed my name to john cena, i can’t be seen
jacket supreme eleven hundred, what i pay for the jeans
benjamin franklin make a b-tch do the nastiest things
a walking l!ck, i’m by myself with the flashes bling
b-tch i can’t even fit my bag in the baggy jeans
n-gga, i still f-ck a b-tch with the ratchet’s t–th
i had the b-tch leg in the air, we gon’ call it stilling
like a jolly rancher, i’m gettin’ hard
keep suckin’ it please

[outro]
i ain’t f-cking no lil’ hoes, this b-tch my age
i’m a star
the homie said, he f-cked the b-tch off my name

- 1takejay

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