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letra de fuck this shit up - c-pain

[hook: ]
n-gg- i gotta say this cause
my homies are stoned
aura gold shirt and a drink with some cold
b-tches on my d-ck till the feds pick me up
my n-gg-s goin wild so we
f-ck this sh-t up
f-ck this sh-t up
f-ck this sh-t up
n-gg-
f-ck this sh-t up
b-tches on my d-ck so we
f-ck this sh-t up
f-ck this sh-t up
f-ck this sh-t up
n-gg-
we f-ck this sh-t up

[verse 1: ]
first verse n-gg-
betta pay attention
i turn it up a notch b-tch
do you feel the tension
the b-tches on the dancefloor be all fashionless
n-gg- i’mma take they panties of
they have nice legs n-gg-
pop them pills
i be in da club with them motherf-ckin’ sk!lls
if n-gg-s ask where i live
you be pointin’ to the hills
3-7-0 gang n-gg- you know we h-lla thrill
our sh-t gone h-lla k!ll
at my crib with skinny b-tches they be waitin’ for my cheddar
them other n-gg-s new cats
but i’m a f-ckin’ jaguar
i got b-tches
skinny b-tches
time to switch it
switchin b-tches
b-tchin snitches
ain’t gone snitch this
n-gg- we need more b-tches
shawty shakin’ that -ss
makes me wanna make it clap
when i dropped my first verse
she was already full of crack
you got a duckface b-tch
i ain’t gonna snap back
i want yo -ss yeah your body
not yo problems you got that
slow down the track
for them n-gg-s who can’t hack
cause i just dropped to this sh-t
and n-gg- i ain’t done yet
i got b-tches on both boats
but i’m still f-ckin’ bored
these hoes be goin’ hard cause i’m on board
n-gg-

[verse 2:]
codeine no cocaine
we sippin’ we g-ngb-ng
drunk and high at the same time
no time for a restrain
these b-tches at my crib
they be smokin’ and drinkin’
even dyk-s on my d-ck
what the f-ck was i thinkin’
i be makin’ money n-gg-
send my sh-t to belfius
cause i’m born in belgium
my b-tch she brazilian
and my money short
n-gg- i still ain’t got a million
too much money ain’t enough
matter fact i want a billion
with my mind on my money
and my money on the bank
i be that jiggy n-gg-
my second name be swank
i always knew i’d make it
her favourite jeans is naked
you could tell me i got luck
but i will always say i make it
they threw me in the game
and i landed on my feet
i’m a freerunnin’ n-gg- but i still got all my teeth
i think i got a talent for gettin’ diggits
matter fact i got a talent for f-ckin’ b-tches
i’m always fly as f-ck
you can’t pluck my feathers
p-ssy money weed n-gg-
that’s all that matters
them other n-gg-s jealous
cause they love my accapellas
your sh-t’s no school n-gg-
we don’t care bout what you tell us
these bustas think they gangstas
but they just prankstars
they be talkin’ pistol poppin’
but they never popped nothin’
no juice for these fake
the music we make
gone make all these b-tches levitate
to me they just featherweight
i be ready to slay em
so get the f-ck out the way
you don’t wanna be playin
to me your wack like aunt may
what the f-ck is you sayin’
i just turned super saiyen
hoe shut the f-ck up
cause i’m ready for mayhem

[hook:]
n-gg- i gotta say this cause
my homies are stoned
aura gold shirt and a drink with some cold
b-tches on my d-ck till the feds pick me up
my n-gg-s goin wild so we
f-ck this sh-t up
f-ck this sh-t up
f-ck this sh-t up
n-gg-
f-ck this sh-t up
b-tches on my d-ck so we
f-ck this sh-t up
f-ck this sh-t up
f-ck this sh-t up
n-gg-
we f-ck this sh-t up

- c pain

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