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letra de chill dirty - blacc zacc & neeko baby

[intro]
yeah, like a fiend, i’m addicted to the trap house (imixnation for real)
ain’t nothin’ to cap ’bout (yeah, yeah, neeko, you made that motherf-ckin’ beat?)
yeah, fourty-eight hours (ah, nah, you ain’t made that motherf-cker)
yeah

[chorus]
like a fiend, i’m addicted to the trap house (to the trap house)
i’m with that livin’ what i rap, ain’t nothin’ to cap ’bout (ain’t nothin’ to cap ’bout)
and i ain’t shakin’ n-ggas’ hand, ain’t nothin’ to dap ’bout (ain’t nothin’ to dap ’bout)
and i ain’t never asked a n-gga come and stall me out
and if he lookin’ for me, i be somewhere ballin’ out (b-tch!)
with a bad b-tch, trickin’ on her, cashin’ out (b-tch!)
and i ain’t with the free sh-t, i come with large amount (come with large amount)
i had to tеll her dirty chill, he somewhеre spazin’ out (ceo, motherf-cker)

[verse]
think i’m possessed ’cause i’m addicted to that beef sh-t (to that beef sh-t)
but you will never catch me beefin’ ’bout no cheap b-tch (’bout no cheap b-tch)
i’m in my condo laid up with my freak b-tch (i’m with my freak b-tch)
she got him in, i had to turn her to a sneaky b-tch
but i don’t blame her, that’s on you, ’cause how you trust a b-tch? (ayy, how you trust a b-tch?)
she got a flight out to the yams and i ain’t touched the b-tch (i ain’t touch that b-tch)
you know i’m lyin’, yeah, i f-cked her and my brother [?] (you know i’m lyin’)
walked in the spot, i introduced her to some other sh-t (ayy, let’s go)
big pool and jacuzzi, see how hot it get (ayy, let’s go)
party on a yacht, turned her to a bottle b-tch (to a bottle b-tch)
drive the boat like a shot, she gon’ swallow it (woo)
i got a detox, i got tired of f-ckin’ n-ggas’ b-tches (woo, ceo, motherf-cker)
[chorus]
like a fiend, i’m addicted to the trap house (to the trap house)
i’m with that livin’ what i rap, ain’t nothin’ to cap ’bout (ain’t nothin’ to cap ’bout)
and i ain’t shakin’ n-ggas’ hand, ain’t nothin’ to dap ’bout (ain’t nothin’ to dap ’bout)
and i ain’t never asked a n-gga come and stall me out
and if he lookin’ for me, i be somewhere ballin’ out (b-tch!)
with a bad b-tch, trickin’ on her, cashin’ out (b-tch!)
and i ain’t with the free sh-t, i come with large amount (come with large amount)
i had to tell her dirty chill, he somewhere spazin’ out (ceo, motherf-cker)

- blacc zacc neeko baby

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