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letra de 1 bkitch part 2k - asm bopster

[intro]
ayy, baby, i like—
yeah, baby, i like the way you move
the way you do the things you do
girl, i like the way, ayy
girl, i like the way you move, baby
the way you do the things you do, ayy
i’m gon’ act a fool

[chorus]
baby, i like the way you move
the way you do the things you do
wanna get you in the back, baby girl, act a fool
touch your toes, baby girl, do what you do
bet i’d like to come over and spread you out, b-tch
i’m just tryna d-ck you out
b-tch, i ain’t doing anything with my mouth
she don’t ask a question, b-tch just take it out
ayy, just suck on it, ooh
girl, i ain’t tryna cuff on it
just do it real nasty, [?]
ayy, ayy
[verse 1]
i got this one ghetto b-tch, she say i’m feisty
got this one b-tch, did her wrong, now she dyking
got this one b-tch, [?]
got this one b-tch like, “tiny bkop, what, you don’t like me?”
i’m just tryna f-ck, baby, i ain’t tryna cuff
if you think you can change me, baby girl, test your luck
i’m in my own lane, i ain’t tryna keep up
my one square b-tch, she just love to eat it up
this one b-tch don’t like me, she swear she wanna fight me
when i get into the room, i beat the [?], need a [?]
swearing that she’ll fight me [?]
she like, “tiny bkop, i know i like you, boy, your life is [?]”
cuz, these n-ggas say they gon’ k!ll me, they ain’t pop nothing
n-ggas say they gon’ k!ll me, they ain’t drop nothing
we spinned they block, we pop a opp, i bet we got something
you bet a hundred on my gang, i bet we drop something

[chorus]
yeah, baby, i like the way you move
the way you do the things you do
girl, i like the way, ayy
girl, i like the way you move, baby
the way you do the things you do, ayy
i’m gon’ act a fool
baby, i like the way you move
the way you do the things you do
wanna get you in the back, baby girl, act a fool
touch your toes, baby girl, do what you do
bet i’d like to come over and spread you out, b-tch
i’m just tryna d-ck you out
b-tch, i ain’t doing anything with my mouth
she don’t ask a question, b-tch just take it out
ayy, just suck on it, ooh
girl, i ain’t tryna cuff on it
just do it real nasty, [?]
ayy, ayy
[verse 2]
b-tch, i need more than a quick fifteen
be quiet, homies here, they gon’ hear you scream
and a b-tch want a dollar, she can hold this thing
gave her slow deep stroke, bet she moan and she scream
i’m dying, go to heaven ‘fore i buy a b-tch a ring
the way she put that p-ssy on me, put a young crip to sleep
baby wanna [?]
i can’t trust no hoe, they be f-cking on the gang
i can’t love no b-tch, they give head up for change

- asm bopster

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