letra de proud - cash kidd
[intro]
(i’m cured)
[verse 1]
caught a loudmouth in traffic, made him shut the f-ck up
heard the opps in the party, finna cut the f-ck up
it’s ironic how soon as i nut, i bust up
it’s a lot of lame b-tches i wish i could un-f-ck
i was out here runnin’ up a check, f-ck a quarantine
b-tch know i’m him/him, so she gave up that her/she
hard work pays off, these bullets, you earned these
this forty stay c-cked like one of them berenstains
seen a n-gga turn fiend, used to sell orange beans
lookin’ for my foreign key, this ain’t no motherf-ckin’ key
yeah, i nutted on her facе, but ain’t no motherf-ckin’ bee
jugged your mans with some fakе punches, wwe
most insta’-famous hoes well-known c-cksuckers
huh, shirt full of bugs like the crocodile hunter
huh, jump stupid, bodies get caught like a crowdsurfer
dior shirt full of cds like blockbuster, yeah
[chorus]
i be in my bag, don’t i? you can’t even lie
thought he was a demon, how he end up in the sky?
i don’t want no credit, let them n-ggas get the props
wrist got rocks, i can’t even see the time, mr. fox
i think not, pull your panties back up, b-tch, you tried
huh, got bored, made it rain twenties in the crowd
never did sh-t bogus, that’s what’s takin’ me a while
told my b-tch, “you the coldest, you been makin’ me so proud”
[verse 2]
she can tell i’m rich, i don’t even want poor
smack a n-gga with the stick, treat him like a chalkboard
i got everything here, dog, i’m at the mall, bored
came three times, then i made her walk, ball four
i been high every day for like two years, soph0m-re
seen her out, ain’t recognize her, she usually on all fours
tried to cross me to get them racks, paul george
now he hooked up to the tube, aux cord
thought you was just hatin’, if it’s smoke, n-gga, say that sh-t
wrist froze, you can’t see the time like the patriots
only thing i hate more than a broke ho is a lazy b-tch
in my fear of gods like a motherf-ckin’ atheist
bro tryna f-ck your baby mama, can you babysit?
you ain’t doin’ sh-t no ways, ain’t bought the baby sh-t
like r. kelly, your b-tch neck the world’s greatest gift
she know she gotta pay to hit, she know this ain’t no petty d-ck
[chorus]
i be in my bag, don’t i? you can’t even lie
thought he was a demon, how he end up in the sky?
i don’t want no credit, let them n-ggas get the props
wrist got rocks, i can’t even see the time, mr. fox
i think not, pull your panties back up, b-tch, you tried
got bored, made it rain twenties in the crowd
never did sh-t bogus, that’s what’s takin’ me a while
told my b-tch, “you the coldest, you been makin’ me so proud”
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