letra de 1942 - benji blue bills
[intro]
(sh-ttincari)
(mayday, mayday, mayday)
[refrain]
i say, “lil’ mama, shake it”
she drinkin’ 1942, she already half-naked
[verse 1]
i told my b-tch that i ain’t f-ck no b-tches in jamaica
i don’t want n0body close to me, i’m a real heartbreaker
it seem like everything i touch, it turn into some paper
i like to get a broke b-tch so i can recreate her
and if you f-ck one of my n-ggas, that’s a dealbreaker
you must be stupid if you think that i’ll still take her
and if you ain’t watchin’ your mouth, then i’ma see you later
i’m talkin’ bout gi, no fluorescеnt, see this sh-t in hd
if i buy you [?] colored diamonds, you gon’ be my baby
how the f-ck you don’t bе in the city, i got [?]
but you know i learned to swing that stick right where my momma made me
and it really don’t matter where i end up, i’m still uptown crazy
and you will get sent up ’bout this sh-t, i put that on my baby
and you will get sent up ’bout this sh-t, i put that on my child
got a built-in switch, all ’bout my f-ckin’ glizzy, it go wild
got a built-in switch, all ’bout my f-ckin’ glizzy, this b-tch go, “brrah”
i f-cked that b-tch, i’m proud, 3b, you know my style, i come from shootin’ up crowds
i come from a small town, b-tch, i’m dc proud
that mean i step on you right now, and then go spark up loud
that mean i put this hot sh-t on you and not give no f-ck
that mean i spit this hot sh-t on you that’s gon’ lift you up
i say, “lil cam, this on 5, swear they won’t grow up”
this for my n-ggas standin’ on 5 who ain’t tryna blow up
if i pop too many 325s, then i’m gon’ throw up
[refrain]
ayy, lil’ mama, shake it
she drinkin’ 1942, she already half-naked
[verse 2]
they gon’ see another body drop, [?]
i don’t want n0body close to me, i’m a real life-taker
i don’t want n0body close to me, i don’t know if they can take it
this a brand new bustdown, rose gold, gi, certified tiffany bracelet
tryna take this sh-t straight to the top, i got it out the bas-m-nt
and i do this sh-t here with my heart, ayy, 5, we almost made it
but he keep on buckin’ with them switches, i think lil’ 5 crazy
you ain’t doin’ nothing with these b-tches, lil’ 5, keep your lady
i was eatin’ popeyes with the cajun sparkle, extra gravy
that was way before i got too lit up, now it’s f-ck you, pay me
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