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letra de sexy exotic - babystaydown

[chorus]
s-xy exotic with tats on her body, i’m tryna f-ck her in a masi’, yeah
s-xy exotic, a lil’ bitty toxic but i ain’t even trippin’ ’bout it, yeah
get in that p-ssy, you know i’ma skretch it out, open her up like a wallet, yeah
cash, lil’ n-gga, ’bout money, i go to the bank and i make a deposit, yeah
whenever i f-ck her i cum on her tats, she rubbin’ it in on her body
keep it a stack, just keep it a stack, my n-gga, you ain’t gotta lie to me
they say i’m gettin’ c-cky but i ain’t even pop it, this sh-t for the ones who doubted
hakuna matata, pour drank in a bottle and then i go f-ck on a model

[verse]
stackin’ these dollars, got too many problems, so i cannot worry ’bout another
run up these dollars and break off with my partners, a n-gga gotta take of his brothers
came off the floor, my n-gga kickin’ doors, my n-ggas will blow at your n-ggas (baow, baow)
post up at the store, my n-gga, drank a eight, pour a four up, my n-gga
too many b-tches want me for my digits but, h-ll nah, i’m not trickin’
if i want him dead then he’ll be gone, you only gotta give me a minute
you only gotta give me a minute, my n-gga
i send the blitz, they be trippin’, my n-gga
i wan’ see young n-ggas k!llin’, my n-gga
run up your bands, get to the chicken, make sure you get it
run up them digits, k!ll that boy mans, f-ck up the building
my young n-gga slime, he takin’ your glizzy
too many b-tches so i’m not trippin’
lay up and dunk on a n-gga like wemby
i cannot lay up whenever it’s sunny
i gotta get to this motherf-ckin’ money
[chorus]
s-xy exotic with tats on her body, i’m tryna f-ck her in a masi’, yeah
s-xy exotic, a lil’ bitty toxic but i ain’t even trippin’ ’bout it, yeah
get in that p-ssy, you know i’ma skretch it out, open her up like a wallet, yeah
cash, lil’ n-gga, ’bout money, i go to the bank and i make a deposit, yeah
whenever i f-ck her i cum on her tats, she rubbin’ it in on her body
keep it a stack, just keep it a stack, my n-gga, you ain’t gotta lie to me
they say i’m gettin’ c-cky but i ain’t even pop it, this sh-t for the ones who doubted
hakuna matata, pour drank in a bottle and then i go f-ck on a model

- babystaydown

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