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letra de h.a.n - asian da brat

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[intro]
(ayy)
(n-gga ho)
(ayy, b-tch) ayy (n-gga, ho)
(go)
ayy, ayy

[chorus]
man, this n-gga a b-tch, he act like a ho
went through my phone, this n-gga a joke
thinkin’ i need him, he must be on coke
i got back to back n-ggas who servin’ that dope (that crack)
i don’t give a f-ck about me, it’s smoke
all of my n-ggas too real, my bro (my boy)
say you don’t want me, i don’t want you either
that’s why i turned that lil’ boy to a eater, b-tch
say somethin’, i’ma go crazy (go crazy)
say i’m too tough ’cause the streets have raised me
n-gga like hoes who mind unstable
i’ma make me a mil one day by the table
b-tch turnin’ these n-ggas famous (on gang)
b-tch, i’m cold like the lakers
ass so round like a bagel (bagel)
anything i want, guaranteed i’ma takе it (i’ma take that sh-t)

[verse]
talk about my hoes, you ain’t talkin’ ’bout sh-t
broke ass n-gga, i ain’t put you on a l!ck
“can i gеt some food?” nah, you ain’t get sh-t
i ain’t cookin’ for the n-gga, b-tch, my life too lit (too lit)
say you don’t like him but you likin’ his pic
matter fact, after your friend wanna hit (wanna hit)
but you know asian gon’ treat him like a fan
i’ll break a n-gga heart, make his ass [?]
i’ma just admit it, i ain’t havin’ no babies (no)
on the road, booked, bringin’ millions to the table (table)
it is what it is and it ain’t what it ain’t (uh)
when i walk up in the bank, n-gga, walk me to the safe (to the back)
walk up in the mall, lil’ girls gon’ faint (got fans now)
“can i get a pic?” hey ho, you can’t (you can’t)
i was comin’ down, i was sippin’ on the drank (drank)
i was f-ckin’ with the plug and a n-gga from the a (a)

[chorus]
man, this n-gga a b-tch, he act like a ho (ho)
went through my phone, this n-gga a joke (p-ssy)
thinkin’ i need him, he must be on coke
i got back to back n-ggas who servin’ that dope (that dope)
i don’t give a f-ck about me, it’s smoke
all of my n-ggas too real, my bro (my boy)
say you don’t want me, i don’t want you either
that’s why i turned that lil’ boy to a eater, b-tch
say somethin’, i’ma go crazy (go crazy)
say i’m too tough ’cause the streets have raised me (have raised me)
n-gga like hoes who mind unstable
i’ma make me a mil one day by the table
b-tch turnin’ these n-ggas famous
b-tch, i’m cold like the lakers
ass so round like a bagel (bagel)
anything i want, guaranteed i’ma take it (i’ma take that sh-t)

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