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letra de rockstar rapper - autumnicole

feels like i ran a 1000 miles through a dust storm
n-ggas can′t do sh-t but run when they got them cuffs on em
detroit n-ggas, gotta love when them buffs on em

i don’t want to f-ck a n-gga if that n-gga got one
y′all boys be so attached like a n-ts-ck
love when we f-ck and he spit down my b-ttcrack
i’m a young wild free b-tch but no buss down
wanna try to be my support cause i’m what′s up now
hit a p-ssy n-gga in his gut, got him struck out
too many b-tches poppin′ pills, hoes strung out
last time i seen him was the last time we hung out
b-tch it’s time to die, i′m about to pull the plug now
too many people capanese, cap him speaking j-panese
maybe i’m the one he please, may be it′s maybeline
i hope you’re what you seem
please no make believe
i don′t want to feign for a fake dream
imma scream
imma beat a b-tch until i make her cream
i can do what i want and what i m-th-f-ckin please
and i ain’t never ever sorry for a m-th-f-ckin thing
i don’t know if it′s the drugs trying to open up my dreams
feeling like juice having all my dreams lucid
then it′s real life and i feel like imma lose it
what’s in my mind, sometimes, hard to prove it
when they dont understand, they feeling stupid, useless, ruthless
imma speak my mind and my heart
that′s on god though
i just want to date so you gotta be a side hoe
his ego big but is d-ck a little micro
pop out at yo party with my n-ggas, it’s a light show
we be getting checks, commas after commas, ain′t no stopping
glizzys on deck, chains on the neck, ain’t no problem
baby i′m a flex. it’s a test just to be around me
f-cking with the best, i ain’t the rest, you can ask about me

feels like i ran a 1000 miles through a dust storm
n-ggas can′t do sh-t but run when they got them cuffs on em
detroit n-ggas, gotta love when them buffs on em
i don′t want to f-ck a n-gga if that n-gga got one
y’all boys be so attached like a n-ts-ck
love when we f-ck and he spit down my b-ttcrack
i′m a young wild free b-tch but no buss down
wanna try to be my support cause i’m what′s up now
hit a p-ssy n-gga in his gut, got him struck out
too many b-tches poppin’ pills, hoes strung out
last time i seen him was the last time we hung out
b-tch it′s time to die, i’m about to pull the plug now

you hoes ain’t got sh-t on me
you hoes ain′t got sh-t on me
you hoes ain′t got sh-t on me
you hoes ain’t got sh-t on me

you so f-cking ugly
you so f-cking dirty
yo momma smell like a skunk b-tch
f-ck you
you′s a b-tch
you’s a
b-tch
b-tch
b-tch
biiiiiitch

- autumnicole

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