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letra de chopstix! - benihxnx

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[intro: cherish]
bounce wit’ it, drop wit’ it
lean wit’ it, rock wit’ it
snap wit’ it

[verse 1:]
b-tch
run in his house like give me yo’ sh-t
keep talkin’ that sh-t, i’m takin’ that trip, like
f-ck that b-tch, got hit wit’ a dropkick
when he was a opp out, put him in a mosh pit
why you keep askin’ like who am i with?
between you and me, n-gga
just me and my chopstick
and she still geeked up, even on her best day
dump that hoe, and i did on my worst day
please-please don’t think that you’re about to get right
’cause this one good day ’bout to be your last day
b-tch get with me
do what i want automatically, b-tch, no semi
step back, three from the top and came down
now i’m turnin’ my back and i’m hitting my shooter like
[refrain:]
d-mn, d-mn, d-mn
d-mn, d-mn, d-mn
d-mn, d-mn, d-mn
like straight to the m’s, like n-gga we out
n-ggas stay followin’, i’m switchin’ my route
this not no joke, i don’t do it for the clout
she said i’m the sh-t, like, b-tch no doubt

[verse 2:]
he don’t wanna fight
how you don’t f-ck but beat on your b-tch
like a hot boy, not too quick
you said what? beam on the hip
brand new whip and my brody ’bout to rock out
clock out, burner, god, the sh-t makin’ me sick
don’t trip
i was just f-ckin’ his b-tch in my brand new ricks
she givin’ me neck but i’m gettin’ a text
b-blowin’ my phone like b-tch, who’s this?

[bride: cherish]
bounce wit’ it, drop wit’ it
lean wit’ it, rock wit’ it
snap wit’ it
all my ladies, pop ya backs wit’ it
[verse 3:]
woo, run it
gun it
hit it
don’t want it
please do not ask me to show you a band
when n-ggas are lackin’ to keep it a hundred
and the sh-t so crazy
tell a hoe, “back up,” ’cause i’m really finna slide
which hoe lyin’?
i had to throw up the deuce when i heard she was switchin’ up sides
bro, is she confused or what?
when’s the last time that she rolled her own blunt?
she cannot tell when she do but you know who’s who
this sh-t no lie, b-tch i cannot front

[refrain:]
d-mn, d-mn, d-mn
d-mn, d-mn, d-mn
d-mn, d-mn, d-mn
like straight to the m’s, like n-gga we out
n-ggas stay followin’, i’m switchin’ my route
this not no joke, i don’t do it for the clout
she said i’m the sh-t, like, b-tch no doubt

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