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letra de break ya neck - bamt

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woah, yeah yeah yeah
bob your head, bob it break
bob your head, hollup break
huh, woah

ha bob yo’ head so hard, watch you break yo’ neck
wanna count the bag, count the bag, wanna count some checks, eugh
finna fly across the country in a private jet, woah
shawty keep hitting my line thinking that she’s next, errrr
i want my wrist to brrr
lil’ shawty see me pull up in my swag, she talm bout purrr
yup i k!ll it everyday, i’m pullin’ up just like a curse
she don’t know what to say, she see my swag and i’m the first, ooh woah woah (woah)

i pull up, d-mn, whip all black like four-door (let’s go)
i wanna count up all these racks and go more ghost
don’t mind me, just tryna relax, think of mo’ flows
just stack and layin’ back, girl you know that’s the mojo
cash rules, cash rules (cash)
huh, cash rules everything around me c.r.e.a.m., that’s law, wow
left hand bucket, feelin’ like kareem jabbar, woah
she be talkin’ gibberish, girl i don’t care at all, ooh woah woah (woah)
ha, bob yo’ head so hard, watch you break yo’ neck
wanna count the bag, count the bag, wanna count some checks, eugh
finna fly across the country in a private jet, woah
shawty keep hitting my line thinking that she’s next, errrr
i want my wrist to brrr
lil’ shawty see me pull up in my swag, she talm bout purrr
yup i k!ll it everyday, i’m pullin’ up just like a curse
she don’t know what to say, she see my swag and i’m the first, ooh woah woah (woah)
pop it (pop)
pop, pop
she want me to stop stuntin’ it’s too easy i can’t stop, stop
throw the racks up on the table, tryna buy a yacht, yacht
throw the racks, it’s raining paper, gotta get the mop, mop
cash filling my eyes, bae you don’t realize
ao to, mob ties (mob ties), i’m chillin’ with the five (uh huh)
big cross up on my neck ’cause i believe in jesus christ (amen)
don’t wanna talk to you ’cause baby you not my type (woah)

ha, bob yo’ head so hard, watch you break yo’ neck
wanna count the bag, count the bag, wanna count some checks, eugh
finna fly across the country in a private jet, woah
shawty keep hitting my line thinking that she’s next, errrr
i want my wrist to brrr
lil’ shawty see me pull up in my swag, she talm bout purrr
yup i k!ll it everyday, i’m pullin’ up just like a curse
she don’t know what to say, she see my swag and i’m the first, ooh woah woah

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