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letra de cocaine spoon (acapella) - belly

[chorus: belly]
she kissed the tip, but she gon’ slurp the whole thing soon
she don’t ever eat, but she got a cocaine spoon
i said, “hoes will be hoes, so i don’t blame you”
too fat for the ferrari, i got no legroom, slide
i ain’t your main or your side, but when you wanna pull up, you can slide
(she don’t ever eat, but she got a cocaine spoon)

[verse 1: belly]
never did pilates, she got her money up and did her body
we been waxin’ on and off, i’m the kid karate
now she look like a photocopy, she actin’ c-cky
the sloppy sound like a kawasaki
that’s why i got no love for these demons, these women come and go
wipe your nose, take a bump for this bumpy road
say you roll with me, but i don’t hear it in your undertone
fightin’ over thrones, gettin’ overthrown, told her, “hold the phone”
b-tch, you blocked, all you gettin’ is a busy tone
i’m payin’ bail ’til i bring the whole city home
f-ck with me, i can show you how it really go
you be actin’ different every time i’m in your city though

[chorus: belly & rick ross]
she kissed the tip, but she gon’ slurp the whole thing soon
she don’t ever eat, but she got a cocaine spoon
i said, “hoes will be hoes, so i don’t blame you”
too fat for the ferrari, i got no legroom, slide (m-m)
i ain’t your main or your side
but when you wanna pull up, you can slide (pull up, you can slide, every night)
(she don’t ever eat, but she got a cocaine spoon, every party, baby, maybach music)
[verse 2: rick ross]
b-tches all on my d-ck like i bought ’em a brick
her p-ssy a beast like she p-ssed on my seats
my n-ggas intact, my n-ggas react
all this money keep comin’, maybe i need to relax
don’t be feedin’ me that, keep feedin’ me stacks
she snorted some white, she want it for life
b-tches giggle a lot when you dribble the rock
like jay, neevay, and ye with a criminal plot
might send her two shots, tequila on ice
i won’t pay for no p-ssy, p-ssy will read me my rights
when they lay me to rest, baby, lay me in ice
diamonds lay on my chest as i wait for my christ

[chorus: belly]
she kissed the tip, but she gon’ slurp the whole thing soon
she don’t ever eat, but she got a cocaine spoon
i said, “hoes will be hoes, so i don’t blame you”
too fat for the ferrari, i got no leg room, slide
i ain’t your main or your side
but when you wanna pull up, you can slide
(she don’t ever eat, but she got a cocaine spoon)

- belly

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