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letra de 4th place - cash kidd & lil nell

[intro: cash kidd]
(cloudy beats)
huh, ayy, b-tch

[verse 1: cash kidd]
your n-gga a groupie, only to you, he a k!ller
he beggin’ for a pic’ like i’m hoopin’ with the n-gga
huh, got it out the dirt, now they rootin’ for a n-gga
chasin’ ham like a farmer, i’m just scoopin’ up some chicken
feel like ella mai, i’m finna boot up in a minute
i was beggin’ for some help, dawg, they wouldn’t even listen
use that sh-t as motivation, it’s okay, i know they hatin’
since you addin’ your two cents, just don’t ask for no donations
i can’t hang around these rappers, they got dorky vibes
big pointers on my neck like a porcupine
n-gga, please hop off of my b-lls like a pokémon
huh, bad b-tches in the mansion tryna photobomb
bebе kidd snuck zaza across the border line
i’ma keep on fingеr-f-ckin’ nina, i’m a h-rny guy
huh, bad b-tch, no waist and she don’t waste
your b-tch finished, you must got corona, you got no taste

[chorus: cash kidd]
f-cked your b-tch for three minutes, i’m in no shape, ayy
hit a l!ck, then gon’ spend that sh-t dolce, ayy
told a b-tch, “ho, you slippin’, you in fourth place,” ayy
finna upgrade the mansion, i need more sp-ce, ayy
need an ice cream truck ’cause you got short cake, ayy
told her, “slop me up, b-tch, i need foreplay,” ayy
why the f-ck would i care what a dork say? ayy
suited up, jewelry on like a court date, n-gga
[verse 2: lil nell]
brodie think this cod, he got a gold drac’
rock a n-gga with my ice on, that’s a cold case
amg coupe all white like some cocaine
and i promise that i’m done beefin’ with you no-names
it only take one hollow to hit a n-gga top
it only take one striker to spin a n-gga block
tough n-ggas be the main ones who turnin’ to the cops
broke b-tches be the main ones f-ckin’ with the opps
i bet he disappear when i put that bread on his head
let me make it clear, you can keep the p-ssy, i want head
let a n-gga step wrong, we gon’ leave him with no legs
gucci shirt, most n-ggas never seen a half a band
i put in work, b-tch, i’m tryna make it for my fam’
you and your b-tch broke, she can’t even get you out no jam
i’m ’bout to ram your ho quick and make her call sam
b-tch, i’m feelin’ like a hunter how i’m stabbin’ in the lamb’

[chorus: cash kidd & lil nell]
f-cked your b-tch for three minutes, i’m in no shape, ayy (no shape)
hit a l!ck, then gon’ spend that sh-t dolce, ayy (‘che)
told a b-tch, “ho, you slippin’, you in fourth place,” ayy (fourth place)
finna upgrade the mansion, i need more sp-ce, ayy (more sp-ce)
need an ice cream truck ’cause you got short cake, ayy (uh)
told her, “slop me up, b-tch, i need foreplay,” ayy (uh)
why the f-ck would i care what a dork say? ayy (ooh, ah)
suited up, jewelry on like a court date, n-gga
[outro: lil nell]
ooh, ah
ooh-ooh, ah
ooh, ah
ah
ah
ooh, ah

- cash kidd lil nell

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