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letra de splash brothers - anycia & karrahbooo

[intro: anycia]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
huh?
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (welcome to 1st class)
okay, okay
huh?
yeah

[verse 1: anycia]
i’m a bossy b-tch, i do bossy sh-t (yeah, yeah)
never need a clique (okay, okay)
b-tch, get off my what? (yeah)
b-tch, get off my d-ck
know i keep a fine ho, she so trained to go (huh? huh?)
i’m so proud of you (huh?)
wanna have a chat with me, but that’s a dub (okay, okay)
you can’t be my n-gga, boy, i met you in the club (yeah, yeah, yeah)
you don’t never have no hoes, ’cause they know you a scrub (huh?)
yeah, i got an attitude, i just don’t give a f-ck (yeah, yeah)

[verse 2: karrahbooo]
your n-gga a bum, get ’round the guys and beg to hit the cup (d-mn)
bag callin’, can’t be layin’ up (go)
he want me to stay and chill, i’m tryna run it up (go, go)
i ain’t got no worries, with the guys, they always keep it tucked (us)
i’m around ’cause i’m the bro, you just gettin’ f-cked (okay)
you just givin’ neck, step to me, then come correct (yeah, yeah)
all this ice around my neck, feel like i’m anemic (go, go)
they keep pressin’ me to drop, i’m tryna be strategic (go, go)
i might tell you that i love you, i don’t really mean it (yeah, yeah)
he been blowin’ up my phone for weeks, act like i ain’t see it
[verse 3: anycia]
yeah, yeah, act like i ain’t see it (huh?)
get your number, then delete it (yeah, yeah, yeah)
b-tches on my bumper, but i’m gettin’ money, i’m completed (okay, yeah)
i’m complete (what?), ‘nough to eat, bon appétit (huh?)
i get money in my sleep (huh?)
you my n-gga for the week (yeah, yeah, yeah)
you my n-gga for the day
we can f-ck around, but you know i can’t stay (huh? yeah)
wanna be for real, but you know nyny like to play (yeah)

[verse 4: karrahbooo]
big boo, big nyny, we like steph and klay (yeah, yeah)
make the n-gga shy, i come around, he don’t know what to say (d-mn)
yeah, good boy, don’t give me no lip (go, go, go)
soon as n-ggas get to actin’ soft, you know i’m jumpin’ ship (okay)
at a show, i’m rollin’ off a tesla like a 60s crip
hate when n-ggas get too in they feelings, tell ’em get a grip (b-tch)
wanna take me on a trip, make sure it’s separate rooms (on god)
i had popped an addy and some molly, mix it with the shrooms (us)

[verse 5: anycia & karrahbooo]
huh? is you off a bean?
pretty p-ssy, poppin’ pucci, coochie super clean
i was bein’ honest, but he soft, so now he think i’m mean (d-mn)
noddin’ off on pills, could run his pockets, d-mn, this n-gga green (yeah, yeah, yeah)
like my n-gga black, you can’t hit me from the back
i think all you b-tches wack, ghetto b-tches get the racks (go, go, go)
you want my attention, send a couple racks
took a flight from cali to atlanta, brought back forty packs (yeah, yeah, yeah)

- anycia karrahbooo

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