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letra de pussy, money, weed - a$ap rocky

[verse 1]
all i think about is life, nights, sippin’ on sprite
little codeine, n-gga get throwed right
two blonde dyk-s wanna kiss all night
i just pray to god that the sh-t go right
little arguments in the fist, don’t fight
f-ck a dog ho and the b-tch gon’ bite
a$ap n-gga, sip cris all night
so them r kelly hoes gettin’ p-ssed on twice
d-mn, how a young n-gga get so nice
young n-gga cold like he sit on ice
f-ck broke, tryin’ to be rich all life
i could’ve been a criminal and just rolled dice
my nuts hangin’, my top back
hoes screamin’ that pac back
throwin’ westside, bandana tied
a$ap life, gotta pac tat
harlem world my whole block strapped
hoes all in my jock strap
my whip white but my top black
and my b-tch white, but my c-ck black
purple drink, got that
tell these hoes all to twerk somethin’
bounce on me, b-tch, hurt somethin’
tell her pop that p-ssy like it’s worth somethin’
so shawty, she a stunna and daddy, he a runna
be that pretty mothaf-cka, you could call me what you wanna
cause i’m in love with that -ss, she in love with the cash
so she shakin’ it fast and then makin’ the stacks
and i’m takin’ it back and i’m takin’ her back
to the house just to bust in her mouth and i’m kickin’ her out

[pre-hook]
how ‘bout me and you, and you and her
take a ride to make this high
on and on and on and on
on and on and on and on
so i say

[hook]
p-ssy, money, weed (yeah)
p-ssy, money, weed (y-yeah)
p-ssy, money, weed (yeah)
that’s all a n-gga need (y-yeah)
p-ssy, money, weed (yeah)
p-ssy, money, weed (y-yeah)
p-ssy, money, weed (yeah)
that’s all a n-gga need (y-yeah)
p-ssy, money, weed (yeah)
p-ssy, money, weed (y-yeah)
p-ssy, money, weed (yeah)
that’s all a n-gga need (y-yeah)
p-ssy, money, weed (yeah)
p-ssy, money, weed (y-yeah)
p-ssy, money, weed (yeah)
that’s all a n-gga need (y-yeah)

[verse 2]
uh, smokin’ out, pourin’ up
purple drink up in my cup
b-tches actin’ hollywood
in my hood they wanna f-ck
purple stuff, yellow tuss
yellow stuff look like a bus
she look like the type to front
but most likely the type to f-ck
make a buck, catch a nut
this sh-t be that trill livin’
show you how the trill get it
n-gga, pimp c gone, but he still livin’
cause i’m still sippin’ and my grill’s glistenin’
got me gold grills, shinin’ and i’m still tippin’
cause i’m still pimpin’, but it feel different
cause it’s trill pimpin’, n-gga deal with it
that’s all a n-gga need, that’s all a n-gga need
got a b-tch up on my shoulder, got another on my sleeve
i said these b-tches know my st–ze
wv’s, weak in the knees
got them b-tches movin’ them keys
rollin’ the weed, duckin’ them g’s
got a bad b-tch from belize, another overseas
if she don’t wear no weave, then her hair down to her knees
got my wifeys smokin’ trees, my bad b-tch on that e
but that p-ssy, money, weed, sh-t that’s all a n-gga need

[pre-hook]
how ‘bout me and you, and you and her
take a ride to make this high
on and on and on and on
on and on and on and on
so i say

- aap rocky

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