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letra de best believe - allie baby

[hook]
you f-cking with the right one
best believe i’m ignant
best believe i’m bout this paper, best believe i get it
best believe i’ll bat a b-tch for f-cking up my bidness
hollered at cha n-gga and he with it
you f-cking with the right one
best believe they calling
best believe they faker than they was the other morning
best believe i see you b-tches it ain’t hard to call it
i know what you selling never bought it
you f-cking with the right one

[verse 1]
these n-ggas won’t hold me back, these hoes won’t hold me back
50 off on that sales rack it ain’t 10/31 get cha soul back
but you sold that and i’m thinking back, how you blew my line like a bruno eight
ball, my place didn’t gravitate said you need that lift didn’t hesitate
to let you float like georgie do, no losers club i showed love
i came through like a leaky roof and you with the same hoes who shamed you
a complex like the jackson crew, had to lighten you up at cha photo shoots
oh, that’s right you brand new, they shopped you, gift wrapped you
i shop me, still sucker free
i rep my hood, you rep the streets
but you ain’t street , yo -ss sweet
got a rap sheet but you ain’t griselda, acting like you pushed that weight like elders
in a wheelchair, who rolling cameras
cause we getting punked most white she seen was a total hunk
you wouldn’t put our records out said i came as hard as a cheating spouse
yo sh-t was weak so you opted out, ……said you couldn’t let me shine you out
on yo high horse, it ain’t thoroughbred that’s a bootleg
but i’m on game like t, e, or mature 17 you ain’t what you seem

[verse 2]
tables turn like vinyls, i switch up the numbers i’m out of reach
throw the deuce for peace, like i don’t speak pull my hoodie down low then i cross the street
looking at me like i’m suppose to greet, i just give you more hail (h-ll) than a rosary
sh-t getting hot gotta roll the sleeves, if i gotta blow you off you gon feel the breeze
i see (c) you like b and d, fake love when you step to me
you say that we tight as a crew neck hanes small cotton white tee
i bring out my toiletries , you with the sh-t faithfully
i’m airing it out like the front door screen porch lights beam
i gave you that b-tter on dry toast you took the loaf, you did the most
demi moore, you got ghost roll the credits slow
play the sh-t one sided like collection plates, then you talk a good game smile and rape the base
that’s a 2 face no maybelline n-gga you ain’t what you seem

- allie baby

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