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letra de the 9th year - bianca bonnie

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[intro]
ahhhhh ahhhhhh ahhhhh
ahhhhh ahhhhhh ahhhhh

[verse 1]
been sh-ttin’ on these little d-ck n-gg-s for a minute
i ain’t cuffin’, i ain’t f-ckin’ with ’em
wanna see what it’s h-ttin’ for
so i hit his mans like what up, i wanna f-ck with cha
said a b-tch so bad, nice -ss, pretty teeth
in the strip club comfortable
said i rap too fast for these stupid motherf-ckers
like let me slow it down for ya
i got these lightskin b-tches by a landslide
this is a browskin thing, this ain’t no f-ckin’ tie
your boyfriend cheated
’cause with me he spend all of his time
nah, your n-gg- cheated
’cause your p-ssy ain’t f-ckin’ with mine
called up auntie nicki
need the bentley for prom
dumped my old n-gg-
told his mans call me tomorrow
signin’ autographs for his
little sis and his moms
then i took ’em shoppin’
p.j. quick trip to milan
i was out in dubai with my b-tches
been gettin’ fly with my b-tches
get high with my b-tches
never stay true to these n-gg-s
gotta keep two of these n-gg-s
just lie to these n-gg-s
loyal goin’ ride for my n-gg-s
big daddy g’s in the cut
we might slide a few b-tches
throw shots and ya targets is missin’
haters, i love ’em, i wave, then blowin’ them kisses

[hook]
they not really f-ckin’ with me, no
all that fly sh-t, i done did it
flexin’ on them, stuntin’, steady ballin’
i’ma k!ll this sh-t until i die
ridin’ round, been hopin’ i could ignore you
ridin’ round, been tryin’ not to call you
ridin’ round in circles, tryna move on
been ridin’ my wave, just hopin’ you catch it

[verse 2]
they better catch up, not playin’ i’m sayin’
’bout time that i’m done with ’em
was in l-st with your n-gg-, couple months on the low
uh yeah, i had fun with him
summer sixteen, i’m stuntin’
that double xl g wagon, i just jump in her
and she ain’t never had front for them
all the money n-gg-s wanna f-ck with her
money be talkin’ that bullsh-t
be walkin’, i’m spendin’ it frivolous
ridin’ and tryin’ to hide how i feel
on the real, man, sh-t sh-t is ridiculous
you say the media jockin’, the cameras be watchin’
the press is all into it
i say me and you is different
keep trippin’ while i spend these benjamins (you k!llin’ it)
you know i f-ck you, you drive me so crazy
i tell you you k!llin’ me
feelin’ my smile and my waist when i look in your face
like we f-ckin’ it’s chemistry
you know i’m f-ckin’ with you
tell myself like come on you
know you know better b
can’t settle for less, i know better c
i would put you first but my money is everything

[hook]
they not really f-ckin’ with me, no
all that fly sh-t, i done did it
flexin’ on them, stuntin’, steady ballin’
i’ma k!ll this sh-t until i die
ridin’ round, been hopin’ i could ignore you
ridin’ round, been tryin’ not to call you
ridin’ round in circles, tryna move on
been ridin’ my wave, just hopin’ you catch it

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