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letra de spend-a-night bag - cash kidd

[intro]
(p. dot got that pack)

[verse 1]
need to learn sign language ’cause i’m definitely blessed
broke your baby mama back like you stepped on a crack
spikes on me bleedin’ like i sat on a tack
big ‘bows to the neck, feel like cat in the hat
bebe kidd, gettin’ ate up in the back of the jet
just sent your n-gga to the store and smacked his ass in the neck
it’s offensive that your b-tch think i’m affordable
ironic, she heard i’m a swiper, now i’m so adorable
i like his songs, but i can tell he just a corny dude
you rеally tryna rap my life, that’s why i’m bumpin’ you
harry potter, i just put a d-ck on a broom
i done seen morе n-ggas stretched out than a jordan shoe
my b-tch say that he dumb, i see why you feel yourself
put this d-ck in your throat, bae, k!ll yourself
okay, i heard the p-ssy good, lil’ b-tch, what else?
i been pokin’ hoes like i can’t fit my belt
scammed p-rnhub, used to punch to tip myself
neck busted open, it look like i bit myself
i feel like sonic, ’cause the n-ggas i’m with might tell
barack obama, guarantee you get hit by sh-lls
they told me money ease the pain, it still don’t help
f-ck it, cut him off, he cross the line like a drunk driver
run up on me, the n-gga must be off a budweiser
now he at home with a metal plate like an umpire
[chorus]
hatin’-ass n-gga, take a f-ckin’ shower
pay attention to me, you might make a couple dollars
pointers all on me, they mistakin’ me for bowser
bought a bigger house so i could pray a little louder
leave your spend-a-night bag, baby, just an hour
send her to her n-gga, let her lay up with a coward
ooh, i got ’em sick, they tryna fake like they unbothered
strap on the seat, i ain’t no f-ckin’ baby toddler

[verse 2]
we got more toys than a f-ckin’ baby shower
shake the devil off, i fell in love with an imposter
now it’s two bad b-tches feedin’ me my lobster
no hands, it get real messy like soccer
i just jugged eight bands out the days inn
amiri, rips in my clothes like a caveman
ooh, i feel like stuntin’ on these n-ggas, let me rain dance
i’ll hop out, do a n-gga shadier than ray bans
my opp get to clappin’ like a lame when the plane land
huh, ayy
catch the neck, drop her off to her lame man
ate the cat, octopus, should have eight hands
i just bought my headhunter a mercedes-benz
i ain’t f-ckin’ with these n-ggas, we ain’t shakin’ hands
every b-tch i did wrong wanna date again
said she got a bone to pick, operation man
i’ll trade you my ex-b-tch for an eight of red
these n-ggas fallin’ off like mr. potato head
snuck the arm in, missed the potato head
let me c-ck it to the side like the stanky leg
i just hit a freak b-tch inside her auntie bed
made me put some sh-lls in your head like jamaican dreads
we just left your town with them pounds, feel like s-xyy red
n-ggas got some money, then fell off, now they hatin’ again
[chorus]
hatin’-ass n-gga, take a f-ckin’ shower
pay attention to me, you might make a couple dollars
pointers all on me, they mistakin’ me for bowser
bought a bigger house so i could pray a little louder
leave your spend-a-night bag, baby, just an hour
send her to her n-gga, let her lay up with a coward
ooh, i got ’em sick, they tryna fake like they unbothered
strap on the seat, i ain’t no f-ckin’ baby toddler

- cash kidd

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