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letra de etcetera - chesca (chesca raiola)

you know the money make me feel good
cheddar make me wetter
i need it all
yeah i’m talkin’ etcetera-ceta
the blonde b-tch, itty bitty boys better get up
i’m boppin’ with the baddest i ain’t never been better
the penthouse c-nt, the little pad that i’m livin’ in
ep dropped i got a b-tch still shiverin’
ice on the body, yeah the ice been glistenin’
bars make a b-tch diseased, i’m so sickenin’
listen in
come a little closer you could learn a thing or two
hand over the cash or i’ll never ride with you
on the beat, treat it like it was my first born
flow make a b-tch head pop like a popcorn
thirty-eight seconds on the track its game over
i bang pop with the tommy from the range rover
headline, it’s exposure
she try me, ha, bang
i’ll explode her

explode a b-tch
don’t give a sh-t
she should’ve never f-cked with this
go suck a d-ck
i heard her man nut quick
like two, four, six
boom, done, back to bed, like
that’s sad
that’s said, ain’t it
i know she can’t take it
maserati hottie
thick body
flew me to abu dhabi
he call me mami
he shot his shotty
now that boy got me
he got me all i requested
impressed so i undressed it
checked off my checklist
you guessed it
p-ssy been uncontested

what i wanna? i’m gonna do it
gave him a chance, and then he blew it
ass sit like a plum, he wanna chew it
i drop this b-tt the boys they tear through it
i know i’m hotter
i give a little wink then he callin’ me his mama
i give a little touch, told him do just what he wanna
and the b-tches all around me gettin’ tense, cuz i got the

spice on my lips so he call me cinnamon
ice on my wrist, diamonds is evident
prada, chanel, yeah the tags is evidence
angel body, lookin’ like i’m heaven sent
cut a check, cut it up, make a mami smile
give it up, get it up, do not take a while
or i’m out
swiped left, steppin’ out in crocodile
the gloves stay matched to the boot, i’m in style
head to toe the c-nt, the c-nt
he fly me out to mexico just cuz he want
he wanna feel the donk-a-donk and f-ck it up
he give it til he huff and puff the grunt, the grunt, uh-uh
take it all in
got him fallin’
pipe on thick
and he double ballin’
i’m nasty, miss cream pop with the sorbet
callin’ up his boys sayin’ that he want a threeway
baby now we in paris
d-ck in the back and the front it’s like madness
said i’m losin’ it
p-ssy he abusin’ it
uncut king in the mouth and he usin’ it
eat it from the back, got me feelin’ like a chew toy
bad gal ri, said i’m lovin’ me a rude boy
cut it off, cut the verse here, calm down
just let me stop cuz i think he ’bout to cum now

b-tch you know i’m sittin’ on the top
see my name on the track then you know that sh-t bop
raise it up, max vol on the ‘speaks non-stop
valentine is the vibe, make the dallaz go up
cuz the cheddar make me wetter
etcetera-ceta
the cheese in the bank, i’m not talkin’ bout the feta
the bad b-tch, diva-domme, c-nt c-nt mother
hop on the beat, choke a b-tch out, smother

- chesca chesca raiola

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