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letra de controlla - amilly $

controlla lyrics
it’s been some time but i’m over you
goodbye nice knowing you
you ain’t even close to the standards that i would hold you to
me and you, together forever, always thought was true
now when i walk through the spot, don’t even notice you
blow with you take you to heights, wanted to grow with you
now you keep calling me private, like i don’t know its you
now ima f-ck all your friends and meet the hoe in you
remember id tell you about em now b-tch i’m showing you

i got in my bag and it turned to a habit
i ain’t in the rap game but i’m like fab with the fashion
hocus pocus i create hits like magic, need a prеtty brownskin with big tits and a wagon

not one not two but three bad b-tches in the tеlly wanna party with me
but i need at least 20 for the bnb
big litty in the spot call it being treesh
i’m gonna make it see i told you a hoe gonna be a hoe i ain’t gonna hold you
tried to lock her up like she loyal but she control you
imma be the one that control her, money don’t fall y’all just fold up
i’m on some sh-t b-tch grinding every night tryna get rich b-tch
tryna hit a l!ck for a milly up on some quick sh-t
had to be a player way i switch hoes versus how i switch flows pull up hop out fresher than some mentos

if go then the gang go too
pretty b-tches running loose, knowin whenever they with me they gon choose
this a bunny house baby no rules baby watchu wanna do we got b-tches skinny dipping in the pool
baby i’ve been on game since school i could never ever lose watch close i could teach you something new
all that ass said she got it from her mama, she gon strip if i throw a couple hunnas
come through in dolce gabana, you could do the whole gang if you wanna
they still doubt me, i’m the realest everything i say swear they gon feel this, every time i hop in the booth i pop out and k!ll it
i smoke a beat like backwood, n-gga i’m just that good, f-ck a lot of hoes because i rap good
i don’t feel em tell the gang go get em hurting, n-gga wit em if he ever make a sound go split him
pull up to the scene like woah, jewelry everything gold, diamonds lookin like they sittin in the cold
let off on a opp get low, disappear like a ghost, celebrate with the gang make a toast
won’t flex, won’t brag, won’t boast, n-ggas always do the most
different loud sh-t from a different coast

- amilly

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