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letra de yea, right here - bc d.a.n.n.a.

(intro)
h-llo, welcome! to the party iight my bad b-tches i see ya n-ggas ya bring ya s-xy -sses to the floor right motherf-ckin’ now yea, lo-hill motherf-cka!
(hook)
now if you in this b-tch, and stuntin’ let me hear you say (yea)
and if yo cl1ck ain’t wit’ the sh-ts let me hear you say (yea)
now if you in this b-tch, and stuntin’ let me hear you say (yea)
and if yo cl1ck ain’t wit’ the sh-ts let me hear you say (yea)
now where you at wit’ it? where ya at? (right here)
where you at wit’ it? where ya at? (right here)
now where you at wit’ it? where ya at? (right here)
where you at wit’ it? where ya at? (right here)
(verse 1)
we walked up in this b-tch my hilla got the strap (right here)
he pop like percocets, and you can take a nap (right here)
it’s an emergency i’m bout to hurt this track (right here)
f-ck all them social networks you know where i’m at (right here)
(2nd half of hook)
(verse 2)
i got them flows that be overflowin’ i switch ’em some mo
i bet i bust ya when i rhyme, and they like ” gimme some mo ”
it’s only a matter of time before we spread through the globe
and keep it spinnin’, spinnin’, got 1 finger holdin’ the ball
you get it?
a dream to chase, and both my sneakers are laced i’m ready to run after that b-tch, and get a grip
is you wit’ it?
well, let’s get it i’m ready to break sweat
f-ck a checkpoint, my only point is to break checks
break records, and break necks
‘lotta rappers didn’t go to college still makin’ them n-ggas step
they whacker than chokin’ necks
free gotti, and free the set q.r. too hard
it’s d-a-double n-a n-gga ask yo broad
(hook)
(verse 3)
now do i really have another verse to top the first one i spit?
deadly saliva make them n-ggas bring the he-rs- when i spit
n-ggas could try it but, the way you eat it’s like diets
the highest, the finest you feelin’ froggy than leap get dissected like science
i gotta speed, i’m too fast to follow that’s why they follow me
hopin’ all the leaves fall from the f-cking dollar tree it’s like the first day of school
i’m gettin’ paper nothin’ heavy but, it’s better than nothin’
and if the topic’s on the snow i bet these n-ggas be bluffin’
see that’s a metaph0r- (n-gga)
she said ” her man rap ” you shouldn’t bet on your (n-gga)
cause i’ma leave him flat like the mat at your door (n-gga)
now i welcome everyone to the funeral home (n-gga)
(2nd half of hook)
(verse 4)
couple bars to ya dome unconscious what you become
i’ll let my set dip in ya casa like i was un
but, we havin’ some fun don’t let that be the outcome
your bars are lighter than feathers my sh-ts weighin’ a ton
(hook)
(bridge)
now do my hillas run this motherf-cka? (h-ll yea, they noe that n-gga)
or do my ladies run this motherf-cka? (h-ll yea, they noe that n-gga)
now do my hillas run this motherf-cka? (h-ll yea, they noe that n-gga)
or do my ladies run this motherf-cka? (h-ll yea, they noe that n-gga)
(hook 2x)

- bc d a n n a

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