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letra de she's not mine - ak 5ifty4our

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b-tch, i copped a band, yeah, b-tch, and i did it again
i just slid over on this b-tch, i f-ckin’ her friend
i just slide on your muhf-ckin’ block in a benz
just k!lled your gang, they not my kind, they not my kin
we pull up on your block, yeah, then we wipe
you think this some internet sh-t, this ain’t skype
i hop up on the stage, yeah, the crowd getting hype
i’m in this hoe with my b-tch, feel like bonnie and clyde

i’m up in this b-tch, yeah, you know how we does it
i asked him if he got money but i already know he doesn’t
they asked me how many b-tches that i got, i said, “a dozen”
he wanna f-ck with me, yeah, b-tch, i done k!lled his cousin
i’m slidin’ on this b-tch with the fire
that b-tch sucked my wood, feel like ply
i feel like evil knievel, that b-tch finna die
that boy smoke a whole blunt, that muhf-cker’ fried

hit that b-tch with the smoke
your whole gang been knowin’ the glock, i tote
you and your gang, they ain’t none of my folks
i just k!lled your gang and i hit that afro

b-tch, i copped a band, yeah, b-tch, and i did it again
i just slid over on this b-tch, i f-ckin’ her friend
i just slide on your muhf-ckin’ block in a benz
just k!lled your gang, they not my kind, they not my kin
we pull up on your block, yeah, then we wipe
you think this some internet sh-t, this ain’t skype
i hop up on the stage, yeah, the crowd getting hype
i’m in this hoe with my b-tch, feel like bonnie and clyde
i feel like bonnie and clyde, i feel like i’m finna die
i feel like i’m finna slide on the gang, yeah, f-ck your guys
i just dropped the oxy’, yeah, b-tch, i cried
i told the b-tch she can’t change me, i already tried
i told the b-tch, yeah, i see the vision
yeah, i see the vision, yeah, i see the vision
yeah, i see the vision, yeah, i see the vision
you can’t f-ck with ‘cause this glock, it’s got extensions

hit that b-tch with the smoke
your whole gang been knowin’ the glock, i tote
you and your gang, they ain’t none of my folks
i just k!lled your gang and i hit that afro

b-tch, i copped a band, yeah, b-tch, and i did it again
i just slid over on this b-tch, i f-ckin’ her friend
i just slide on your muhf-ckin’ block in a benz
just k!lled your gang, they not my kind, they not my kin
we pull up on your block, yeah, then we wipe
you think this some internet sh-t, this ain’t skype
i hop up on the stage, yeah, the crowd getting hype
i’m in this hoe with my b-tch, feel like bonnie and clyde

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