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letra de and i gangbang - 42 dugg

[intro]
(pooh, you a fool for this one)
(murda on the beat, so it’s not nice)

[chorus]
ayy, this b-tch been askin’ dreka for a threesome, only us for now
yeah, i got a b-tch, don’t wanna kiss, but we could f-ck for now
youngin sellin’ mix, i’m sellin’ fent’, it’s still the same thing
police on my d-ck, they know i’m thuggin’ and i g-ngb-ng

[verse]
d-mn near in the chain gang with all these f-ckin’ links on
king of the city, i should throw a f-ckin’ mink on
doubt i put my bike up, i’m clutchin’ more than a driver (yeah)
jetset with my baby, we f-ck and tippin’ the pilot
she only fly if it’s private, i’m only fightin’ the body
quin ran off with that pole, i’m still yellin’, “free robby”
all my n-ggas from the mud, more crips than we got bloods
they thinkin’ that it’s rap, i’m tellin’ you, it was the drugs
interrogation, tryna stop from laughin’, b-tch, i got a habit
don’t like f-ckin’ with no condom, i like f-ckin’ baby mamas
see, i grеw up without a father, he alive, but sh-t, hе gone
know he proud a n-gga winnin’, by next winter, he’ll be home
i pop wheelies in vlone, ayy, bari, where is my collab?
probably make a million dollars, b-tch, i made it off the bag
i heard ced just got a ‘cat, i still can’t wait to see g5
put a hundred on who owe, make sure you give that sh-t to god
skrrt, everybody get your roll on
twenty-eight a bag, everybody turn the phone on
my k!llstreaks be solos, gas ’em and then i blitz (we on ’em)
fifty-five a piece, my ass turned into titties
i won’t bash a b-tch for cheap, and i just might ask a b-tch to leave
from the back while grippin’ weave, ayy, house party in this b-tch
bae got right, but i ain’t trippin’, i was already with a b-tch
i sent all my fiends fishin’, let me know if it’s a ten
i play cool with all my exes in case i wanna f-ck again
i ain’t locked up, i’m on tether, say it’s up and b-tch, it’s up
all my old hoes in they feelings like i ain’t f-cked them hoes enough
put them bags up on that truck, give my last to see you free
how you mad, b-tch, and i’m eatin’? put my first one up for recey
i sold work to all the deacons, what that b-tch been askin’ dreka?
[chorus]
ayy, this b-tch been askin’ dreka for a threesome, only us for now
yeah, i got a b-tch, don’t wanna kiss, but we could f-ck for now
youngin sellin’ mix, i’m sellin’ fent’, it’s still the same thing
police on my d-ck, they know i’m thuggin’ and i g-ngb-ng

- 42 dugg

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