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letra de yo daddy - breadwinna gdawg

[intro]
ayy, all cars keep goin’ this way
ayy, that’s my whistle
ayy, you, ayy, stop (that means stop your car)
it’s kids out here

[verse]
i heard that n-gg- pillow talking like it’s static (why you mad?)
make me whoop that n-gg-‘s -ss like i’m his daddy (i’m his dad)
he probably mad his b-tch addicted, she an addict (she got it bad)
and f-ck a three round burst, this b-tch automatic (automatic)
don’t need no he-rs- when i die, ride me in a caddy (in a cadillac)
you want smoke, okay cool, drop your addy (and i’ma handle that)
real recognize real, you ain’t valid (and you ain’t known, n-gg-)
and i’m f-ckin’ on a b-tch named emma, ratted (i’m a blood though)
i’m not a pimp, but that glock make me pimp walk (that sh-t real, n-gg-)
don’t give a f-ck about a b-tch, yeah, that’s that pimp talk (ayy, f-ck that b-tch, n-gg-)
you see that shirt that i got on is what your b-tch brought (what is this, n-gg-?)
if i’m sorry, i don’t creep, i cut that b-tch off (ayy, f-ck that b-tch, n-gg-)
ayy, i’m all about that green, f-ck a salad (f-ck a salad)
big booty b-tch, let me grab it (ooh, let me grab it), ayy
where the bag at? i gotta have it (i gotta have it), ayy
she gon’ let me f-ck or let me stab it (let me stab it)
i got them karats in my mouth just like a rabbit (just like a rabbit do)
b-tch, always smokin’ gas ’cause it’s a habit (’cause it’s a habit to)
them crackers always search my car ’cause they can smell it (they can smell it, whew)
and it don’t matter what drug it is, i can sell it (i can sell it, b-tch)
and i know p-ssy when i see p-ssy, i can tell
b-tch, i’d rather go to h-ll ‘fore i go back to jail (before i’m back to jail)
you say you real but you snitchin’, n-gg-, how the h-ll? (how the f-ck?)
ooh, don’t touch me, i’m on fire, ooh, i’m hot as h-ll (ooh)
ayy, she don’t suck no d-ck, b-tch, get out of here (b-tch, get out of here)
ayy, but she gon’ f-ck the clique, wait, b-tch, how the h-ll? (how the f-ck?)
i been hunching for an hour, got me tired as h-ll (man, i be tired as f-ck)
he say he don’t f-ck with me, you think i give a d-mn? (you think i give a d-mn?)
ayy, shooting range, aiming at your brain, at your hair (baow)
i don’t need a gang, b-tch, i’ma bang with no one there (with no one here)
catch him down bad, put his -ss on his rear (i got his -ss)
caught a body, but i don’t got no tattoo with no tear (with no tear, n-gg-)
i’m gettin’ wiser but i don’t drink no beer
come here, tryna whisper somethin’ in your ear (right in your ear)
you should know it’s always us and never them (and never them)
no and-one, but lately i been ‘bove the rim (been above the rim, ah, ah)
lately i been ‘bove the rim
ayy, b-tch, i’m shootin’ out the gym, ah
wait, know i’m shootin’ right at them
hold it, hold it, b-tch, i’m shootin’ right at them, let’s go

[outro]
ayy, haha, chill, haha, chill, haha, yo

- breadwinna gdawg

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