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letra de okay - bill wailey

[verse 1]
who the f-ck you playin’ with n-gga, i’m on that bullsh-t
f-ck a b-tch so good, i make that p-ssy squirt
sh-t, i’m a gentleman, didn’t even need to put in effort
took her to the bathroom for a quickie, took off her skirt
when i say that i am him n-gga, it has substance
and i know you n-ggas ain’t gon’ play with my confidence
f-ck with me one time, gotta pay the consequence
n-gga, i ain’t gon’ entertain your f-ckin’ incompetence
can’t f-ck with a b-tch that don’t know how to give me head
word of the day is legs, well it’s the word that she gon’ spread
she better not think that she gon’ sleep on the bed
nah, aftеr i f-cked her, she gon’ gеt the f-ck out instead
yeah, all i can think about at this point is them bands
while she gettin’ on her knees and taking my d-ck out my pants
this b-tch crazy though, ain’t givin’ it to her demands
i ain’t even gonna give her them motherf-ckin’ rands
if maskandi gon’ win song of the year, i’ll be a hitman
hope one day, people will listen and become a billy stan
you gotta remember though that a man must have a plan
gotta say that i’m dark and mysterious, i feel like batman
been a player for too long, need a change of character
back then, i used to date and f-ck a girl and her sister
yeah, my girl back then was lunch, and her sister was dinner
now this b-tch wanna get back together, mxm cry me a river
shhh, girl don’t tell n0body, we better keep this sh-t private
and she got that nice body shape, baby must be on a diet
better tell your man to leave you, otherwise i’m gon’ riot
can’t let these b-tches tell me sh-t, they gotta keep quiet
[hook]
i’m on that gangster sh-t (okay)
pass me my jacket (okay)
man, these b-tches ratchet (okay)
just buried the hatchet (okay)
f-cking is my habit (okay)
let me put it in a bit (okay)
she gon’ pay me a visit (okay)
my d-ck is where she gon’ sit (okay)

[verse 2]
yeah, look at her, she thinkin’ ’bout going back home
no wonder she constantly blowin’ up my phone
b-tch, never come back, i’d rather be alone
and be focused and gettin’ in my f-ckin’ zone
okay, wait, sometimes i be losin’ my mind lately
arguin’ with people on facebook on the daily
she said she love me so much, f-ck her, that b-tch shady
man, i’ll never consider dating her, billy ain’t crazy
bein’ at the rooftop feels like i’m on top of the world
never listen to critics, yeah, that’s what a n-gga learned
young n-gga just got my exes exactly what they deserved
and now i got my respect, worked hard but it’s earned
thank you, thank you so so much for showing your true colours
and now i have an excuse to delete your f-ckin’ numbers
love my n-ggas to the death man, they feel like my brothers
and i love my female friends man, they feel like my lovers
[hook]
i’m on that gangster sh-t (okay)
pass me my jacket (okay)
man, these b-tches ratchet (okay)
just buried the hatchet (okay)
f-cking is my habit (okay)
let me put it in a bit (okay)
she gon’ pay me a visit (okay)
my d-ck is where she gon’ sit (okay)

- bill wailey

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