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letra de bdsm - cash kidd

[intro: cash kidd]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(cloudy beatz)
nah, i’ma, uh
i’ma probably take that one off now
ayy, shut your b-tch ass up, n-gga
‘fore i f-ck your b-tch again, p-ssy
hah, ayy

[verse 1: cash kidd]
hey, i miss ppp, ’cause all the dorks had money for my hookers
bebe kidd, b-tch, my mouth full of boogers
five-star b-tch bad as h-ll, i’m ’bout to whoop her
chopper split him to half of a man, ashton kutcher
he wasn’t treatin’ nina right, so i took her
big pointers on my hand, i’m a butcher
gave up on the chosen one, how silly of them
all my life, i had to punch, feel like silly and ‘nem
loyalty is everything, still with jimmy and ‘nem
you know with us, it’s mando, but i ain’t billy and ‘nem, huh
he think my b-tch bdsm, she handcuffed and robbed him
might k!ll dog like mike vick, then run his pockets
he fed ’em all, but now he locked, they left his stomach growlin’
you know his homeboy gon’ tell like he run with sonic
why do we risk our whole life chasin’ a couple dollars?
my n-gga keep hatin’ on me, i’m tryna love it out him
[chorus: cash kidd]
see the pain in his eyes, wanna hug it out him
bro, i need you
b-tch, you gon’ keep on tryna act like you can live without me
’til i leave you
no matter what, i know i gotta keep it glued
feel like preschool
she told me i been gettin’ off, i told her oops
i didn’t mean to

[verse 2: 1lil nell]
your b-tch a freak, i sit back, she suck the soul out me
p-ssy boy, don’t pocket watch, just know the money pilin’
burberry did your kicks, boy, that’s so childish
louis sneaks, amiri jeans, my ‘fit four thousand
everybody turnt they back, i ain’t gon’ worry ’bout it
quick to split a n-gga lemon, now his family sour
your b-tch rushin’ to the sack like she aaron donald
that n-gga sold his lil’ soul for like fifty thousand
if i don’t do anything, i’ma feed my mama
free mel, why they tryna act like he the problem?
little bro went and told, he couldn’t keep it solid
these n-ggas piece like they tough, but they soft as cotton
they stab a n-gga in they back and they don’t mind it
he ain’t see the sh-t comin’, he was so blinded
god gave that boy a sign, it was perfect timing
that’s another body drop, all you hear is violence
[chorus: cash kidd]
see the pain in his eyes, wanna hug it out him
bro, i need you
b-tch, you gon’ keep on tryna act like you can live without me
’til i leave you
no matter what, i know i gotta keep it glued
feel like preschool
she told me i been gettin’ off, i told her oops
i didn’t mean to

- cash kidd

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