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letra de can't hang - asian doll

[intro}
boom!
these b-tches on sh-t but d-ck
the f-ck?

[verse 1]
you ain’t my brother b-tch
no brother sh-t, can’t hang
most these rap n-ggas in it, they lame
n-gga do the most, he ain’t even got a chain
when we go get it we gon turn it to a stain
pull up on his block all he heard was bang
bang, bang, bang, gang
slide
if a b-tch bring n-ggas they dyin’
leave a n-gga body where he lost, go find
f-ckin’ with her n-gga, i’mma take my time
squeeze his pockets, call me a lime (call me a lime)
don’t compete b-tch if you basic
ain’t gon lie, my face card ate it
he ain’t gotta body, asian doll gon take it
pockets be chunky, i walk in, they pay me
act like you crazy, i dare you to play me
then go to london, man cuban was faded
we let a b-tch slide cuz to us she a baby
i got a n-gga, i dare you to take him
bad lil b-tch, this b-tch to wavy
colombian n-gga, he rich like lil baby
i’m back and i’m better
i’m richer than ever
just moved to dallas, i’m home for the weather
he all on my body, i heard a steppa
gangsta n-ggas, i got a fetish
n-ggas on my d-ck with the feminine sh-t
ion wanna talk, i be damaging sh-t
she tweaking? i got it, i’m handling sh-t
run up and you swing, i’mma handle a b-tch
i get my money and go
ion got time for a hatin’ ass hoe
come to my show, you’ll get beat out the door
i got a b-tch for your n-gga, lets joke
i got a n-gga for b-tches fasho
i got a hoe that’ll take down your hoe
thinking you slimey, i’m wiping ya nose
thinking sh-t funny let me see how you cry
won’t be the first or the last b-tch to die
i seen sh-t that’ll hurt you eyes
had to cut b-tches off cuz i’m hurt b-tches pride
don’t do relations, these n-ggas is basic
don’t try to save me, i’m already blazing
my foot on the pavement
my shoot back is deadly
ain’t none of these n-ggas that’s worthy of chasing
d-mn!
he don’t wanna spend no bands
ion wanna link, don’t make no plans
ion wanna chill with yo broke ass friends
lighting he striking
no bolt on the pants
i got the streets, man your b-tch been a fan
don’t care bout these n-ggas he stuck in the trends
9 b-tches with me, know cuban a 10
n-n-n-ggas ain’t on it when they supposed to spin
do a b-tch dirty, no mercy with hands
ain’t beefin with b-tches, she fell on my d-ck
dissing and switching, i know that she sick
i wish my n-gga ain’t die to a b-tch
i’m never gon stop, it’s forever get rich
[outro]
aye (lets go!)
crash out, crash out
b-tches gon tap out
all these pills, these b-tches might pass out
all these n-ggas, don’t want em, i’m maxed out
that n-gga you love in a pack now!
uh
ain’t beefing with b-tches, go take care of yo kids
said that you on it
well stand on that biz

- asian doll

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