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letra de ea$t - brooklyn white (cokeahontas)

shout out to my n-ggas with gold t–th and bucket hats over they eyes
shout out to my babygirls that get no sleep, grindin til the sun rise

bitty booty banging
slanging thang
thinking that its train wreck
whitest walter weed
boat boasting all that spanglish
i’m watching who i hang with
co co co is mad dangerous
dusty -ss angels
ziploc bag of this heinous
i’m changing
new york really got me on some sh-t
but i’m loving it
yeah i had to strug a bit
but i’m tough, skin is thick
chickens clucking sucking saying i don’t deserve it
be silent, imma diamond plus all the verses is perfect
tryna get bricks and maybe move em like third pig
see opps, see the cops and i swerve quick
really got nerve saying my name behind a microphone
i mothered all these bars shawty shanty you can’t write your own
different plane what i am on
finna be a private one, gimme a sec to write this song
h-lla nah you can’t ride along
thick thighs hypnotize brown skin hennessy
d-ck ride sometimes bk n-ggas digging me
third person keys never jingling
now you wanna scene with me
you can’t be seen with me
never get it twisted henny i’m from that south pole
where we talk that skrilla or keep your muhf-ckin mouth close

shout out to my n-ggas with gold t–th and bucket hats over they eyes
shout out to my babygirls that get no sleep, grindin til the sun rise (x2)

ion wantcha deal, i’m independent
fast living, imma p-ss on prison
i’m addicted to winning
its a given
we jigging
treating tricks and living
slow sipping
hoes livid
homies had dreams but the focus got shifted
complacent with the sh-t, couldn’t be broke and gifted
looking at bk like yo son she did it
don’t look up to me i’m just clay with 15 minutes
i ain’t scared of nothing, not even the tomb
i’m one pull away from a room with the loons
i love who i want
skunk in the blunt
dumping the guts
l-sty deluxe
you cuffing for what
p-ssed cause i cuss
bet a stack of that money make my mama hush
when i leave a set, i ain’t coming back soon
bent over bust wide in ya idols bathroom
give em smooth poon every once blue moon
begging for the nudes
and the cool interludes
brew with the coons
stewed to the tunes
as i flew on a broom
swoon cause i croon

shout out to my n-ggas with gold t–th and bucket hats over they eyes
shout out to my babygirls that get no sleep, grindin til the sun rise (x2)

shoutout to all my island girls
318 x 817 rockhill we stunting
you can go front
we scheming on gold fronts
send you listening party invites with gold fonts
my hair nappy my weed loud and my p-ssy is stellar
the second you come up n-ggas gone hate
eyebrows on fleek, whole life on fleek
when i die then you will realize thats when im gone sleep
im schoolgirl b woadie im gone eat
you want a feature? hit my dms with the western union mtn information b-tch we out here

- brooklyn white cokeahontas

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