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letra de fuckin it up - cashier fresh

[pre-hook]
already got me some money, its doubling up
no i can’t wife you, i know you a sl-t
she already cute, i buy her a b-tt
i’m sippin’ on drink, its double my cup
i pour up the wock, its bubbling up
when i’m thumbing through bands, she don’t interrupt
she all in the mirror, she f-ckin it up

[hook]
she f-ckin it up, she f-ckin it up
she all in the mirror, she f-ckin it up
i’m pulling her hair, i’m f-ckin it up
i get her new hair, i bundle her up
she was right there, i’m running it up
i’m giving her bread she f-ckin it up
she f-ckin it up, she f-ckin it up, she f-ckin it up
i don’t give a f-ck

[verse 1]
my b-tches they loyal, they spoiled, they grow with you
like them hoes straight from the soil
and you know that sometimes i’m gonna annoy you
but you know i’d do like anything for you
cut off that broke n-gga he cannot do nothing for you
he talking bout sh-t i could show you
these n-ggas would bro you
and then they won’t even know you
you gave me your heart so i owe you
these b-tches would joe you
when they find out you not local
they getting wet off the vocals
come from the o
i made some racks off the pro tools
brodie still slapping them uncles
no i did not vote, don’t give a f-ck who in the oval
i still get money we global
(doo doo doo)
at your door like we jehovah
wrapping ’em up like qdoba
clapping it up like its over
i want the mac on the rover, i settle that for a chauffer
i took the driver for smoking, i don’t want drink if its bogus (skrt skrt skrt skrt)
i don’t want n-ggas around me, i gotta stay focused (gotta stay focused)
none of the n-ggas around me is fake, but they all on some f-ck sh-t (gang, b-tch)
[pre hook]
already got me some money, its doubling up
no i can’t wife you, i know you a sl-t
she already cute, i buy her a b-tt
i’m sippin’ on drink, its double my cup
i pour up the wock, its bubbling up
when i’m thumbing through bands, she don’t interrupt
she all in the mirror, she f-ckin it up

[verse 2]
she know a few methods, she running it up on her own
she’d know if i never come home (yea)
she can always check my phone (brr brr)
n-ggas in they feelings they be grown (they be grown)
all they feelings they be showing, i don’t feel them that’s why i move on my own
i got real k!llers round my home, i could send them to you n-gga like a drone
(pew pew pew)
i know the real you, i won’t say sh-t
i know you see n-ggas hating
like they stomach hurting, they making faces
i need fifteen hundred just for a placement
i was just bagging three fives in the bas-m-nt
i’m nba live with the plays
i catch too many vibes in la
boy you owe me your plug like friday
look at how much that i made in five days
she know that i got too much to do (okay)
she too used to me telling her wait (sorry)
hit my phone you know i’m on my way (i’m on my way)
them n-ggas driving she could tell that he fake (?)
i’m seeing angel numbers when i’m counting this cake (cake)
(yea, yea)
[pre-hook]
already got me some money, its doubling up
no i can’t wife you, i know you a sl-t
she already cute, i buy her a b-tt
i’m sippin’ on drink, its double my cup
i pour up the wock, its bubbling up
when i’m thumbing through bands, she don’t interrupt
she all in the mirror, she f-ckin it up

- cashier fresh

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