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letra de sixty (melo) - baby smoove

[chorus]
b-tch, i got it my own, ain’t n-body do it for me
i might’ve slowed down but i ain’t stopping with the lean
b-tch, you irritating, get your number off my screen
came up off theft, i ain’t never served a fiend
n-gg-s making petty thousands tryna up it like it’s cheese
i can’t [?] it with these n-gg-s, that ain’t doing sh-t for me
and i mean it when i say it, ain’t no n-gg- f-ckin’ with me
feel like melo in his prime, i might get a n-gg- sixty
at the set off cookie, they can smell me in the city
it’s a bail to get high, you can’t afford my addiction
my mama told me stay up out them streets, i ain’t listen
turn a n-gg- block to iraq in one minute

[verse 1]
h-ll nah, we ain’t the same, i put pressure on these n-gg-s
h-ll nah, this ain’t a game, they’ll do the extra ’bout a n-gg-
h-ll yeah, when i’m rich i’ma act a little different
send a picture of you, it’s a week before you missing
i can’t fold nor break, you won’t [?] nor [?]
and your b-tch write my songs tryna make that lil face
you better keep her close before i take your lil place
i got used to these risks, when i work i feel safe
i cannot f-ck with you lazy -ss n-gg-s
i will never love these trifling -ss b-tches
[?] talk, the snitches get st-tches
so why in the f-ck is y’all hanging with these n-gg-s?
you n-gg-s just around me, you ain’t never made a difference
i ain’t really with that broke sh-t, it’s a sickness
i’m really in my goyard, n-gg-, you the witness
if you can’t take the heat get the f-ck up out the kitchen

[verse 2]
been at wars with these labels but i’m staying independent
if you owe a n-gg- cheese, pay it off or it’s interest
brodie fell asleep off the juice, he a victim
[?], sh-t, i might [?] with him
where the percocets? sh-t, i think i want me one
i just bought a eight and put [?] inside my cup
i was making plays, you was playing with a sl-t
she gon’ throw it at me, you couldn’t eat her if she drunk
these n-gg-s want verses, i don’t really give a f-ck
off juice last night, up early for the [?]
i might buy a vette and go pick two b-tches up
if you think you f-cking with me then you smoking [?]

[chorus]
b-tch, i got it my own, ain’t n-body do it for me
i might’ve slowed down but i ain’t stopping with this lean
b-tch, you irritating, get your number off my screen
came up off theft, i ain’t never served a
n-gg-s making petty thousands tryna up it like it’s cheese
i can’t [?] it with you, that ain’t doing sh-t for me
and i mean it when i, ain’t no n-gg- f-ckin’ with me
feel like, in his, i might give a n-gg- sixty
at the, off cookie, they can smell me in the city

- baby smoove

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