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letra de drunk - big mali

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[intro]
ayy (ooh, ah)
ayy (ah, ooh, ah)
go (ah, ah)
check my footwork (ah, ah)
check my footwork (ah, ah)
check my footwork (ah, ah)
ayy, check my footwork

[chorus]
ayy, check my footwork, how i been steppin’ on these broads (come here)
stompin’ so hard, you would think i’m from the yard (go)
i live in they head, b-tch, you would think i’m a garage (f-ck)
when i get furious, i go fast when i get in them foreign cars (come on)
ayy, casamigos ’42, these b-tches h-lla drunk (uh-huh)
we in the club and b-tches actin’ tough (woo, woo)
you knuckin’ if you buck (come on)
you know lil’ bruh, he got somethin’ in the truck (yeah)
my n-ggas keep it tucked (brrt)
and if you with your gang, then twist your fingers, n-gga, throw it up (gang)

[verse 1]
throw that sh-t up in the air, these b-tches on our d-ck (uh-huh)
we with the models, poppin’ h-lla bottles and you know they thick (for sure)
we in the section, b-tches gettin’ messy, kissin’ on they bestie (ooh)
it look s-xy, shawty tryna test me, i just told her, “text me” (no cap, ayy)
b-tch, we outside, all summer, ’24 (come on)
give a f-ck about a n-gga ’cause this sh-t been on the floor (uh-huh)
in the section with my b-tches drinkin’ don julio (drunk)
and if you lookin’ for the gangster, then you know i’m with your ho (come here)
i might f-ck the bottle girl, i don’t even care (uh-uh)
she bad as f-ck ’cause she got long hair (come on), shake just like a player
and my brother holdin’ up his cartier (ice), b-tches love to stare (ice, ice, ice)
we on the couch ’cause n-ggas know we here (yup), they won’t even dare, the f-ck? (brrt)
[chorus]
ayy, check my footwork, how i been steppin’ on these broads (come here)
stompin’ so hard, you would think i’m from the yard (go)
i live in they head, b-tch, you would think i’m a garage (f-ck)
when i get furious, i go fast when i get in them foreign cars (come on)
ayy, casamigos ’42, these b-tches h-lla drunk (uh-huh)
we in the club and b-tches actin’ tough (woo, woo)
you knuckin’ if you buck (come on)
you know lil’ bruh, he got somethin’ in the truck (yeah)
my n-ggas keep it tucked (brrt)
and if you with your gang, then twist your fingers, n-gga, throw it up

[verse 2]
ayy, parkin’ lot pimpin’, n-ggas lookin’ for they b-tches, huh (she here)
know she with lil’ bro, she in the scat, she gettin’ busy, huh (come on)
after hours, p-ssy power, b-tches gettin’ devoured (woo, woo, woo, woo)
she been dancin’, need to take a shower, know that p-ssy sour, ugh (ew)
after that, it’s to the room, know we finna yoom
bro been trickin’ on her attitude (come on), time to pay your dues (pay up)
i know you could never try to fix your ho (no), but bronem finna screw (come on)
actin’ classy, b-tch, we know you ratchet, b-tch, we know you rude (haha)

[chorus]
ayy, check my footwork, how i been steppin’ on these broads (come here)
stompin’ so hard, you would think i’m from the yard (go)
i live in they head, b-tch, you would think i’m a garage (f-ck)
when i get furious, i go fast when i get in them foreign cars (come on)
ayy, casamigos ’42, these b-tches h-lla drunk (uh-huh)
we in the club and b-tches actin’ tough (woo, woo)
you knuckin’ if you buck (come on)
you know lil’ bruh, he got somethin’ in the truck (yeah)
my n-ggas keep it tucked (brrt)
and if you with your gang, then twist your fingers, n-gga, throw it up (gang)
[outro]
casamigos ’42, these b-tches h-lla drunk (h-lla drunk)
and if you with your gang, then twist your fingers, n-gga, throw it up (throw it up)

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