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letra de badabing - coyote & cypress moreno

[intro]
ninesoul played it
cypress (bada-bing)

[pre-chorus]
all i know is hustle, you ain’t ’bout that (nah)
stackin’ chips, no ruffles, ’bout to count that (ayy, ayy; i need chips)
i’m hungry, i be foaming where my mouth at (bada-bing)
you say you get money, but i doubt that (bada-ban)
no, no, no, no you ain’t ’bout that (yeah)
we know that you ain’t that
[chorus]
ayy, b-tch, bada-bing, bada-boom (bada-bing)
ayy, b-tch, bada-bing (yeah), bada-boom (bada-bing)

[verse 1]
i used to want the j’s, momma, got me the shaq’s (man)
sick and tired of the dollar menu up at jack in the crab (sick)
i know beggars can’t be choosers and that’s simply a fact (fact)
bada-bing, bada-boom, i’ll invest in a pack (bada-bin)

[verse 2]
ain’t turn back since, now all black tints up in that s5 (skrrt)
i’m the truth so truth be told, i must confess i (i)
feel i can’t be f-cked with, that’s word to my jefe (c’mon)
why you think i walk around the place with my head high
gold lookin’ like i dipped it in aquafina (dipped it)
don’t be asking me about no b-tch, i haven’t seen hеr (nah)
runnin’ to your pappy, you in love with a beaner
but i’m focusеd in this cake ’cause i always been a ski mall, i know

[verse 3]
ayy, b-tch, bada-bing, bada-ban (bada-ban)
diamonds bustin’ when i walk up in the room (ayy, ayy)
i don’t wanna talk, i just wanna shoot (shoot)
i’m poppin’ my city, who the f-ck is you (b-tch)
ayy, big 45, b-tch, i just keep it on the waistband (waistband)
i be gettin’ to the bag and the hate that (huh)
ridin’ around the town in a foreign (skrrt)
every time i hit a l!ck, b-tch, i’m scorin’ (b-tch, i’m scorin’)
got some bread on my mind every mornin’ (huh)
i been goin’ through some sh-t, i’m important (i’m important)
i’m richer than y’all baby daddy and you know it (and you know that)
got my bl!ck, if i show it, i’ma blow it (ayy, ayy)

[pre-chorus]
all i know is hustle, you ain’t ’bout that (nah)
stackin’ chips, no ruffles, ’bout to count that (ayy, ayy; i need chips)
i’m hungry, i be foaming where my mouth at (bada-bing)
you say you get money, but i doubt that (bada-ban)
no, no, no, no you ain’t ’bout that
we know that you ain’t that (nah)
[chorus]
ayy, b-tch, bada-bing, bada-boom (bada-bing)
ayy, b-tch, bada-bing (yeah), bada-boom (bada-bing)

[verse 4]
yeah, i’m about my motherf-ckin’ business (yeah)
big tip and throwin’ hunneds at these b-tches (casinos)
i keep a 38 by where my d-ck is (prr)
i’m sippin’ straight henny, i don’t mix drinks (nah)
you’re not tuned into the motherf-ckin’ greatest (yeah)
got big rings dripped in gold like i’m a laker (laker)
middle finger up, f-ck 12, i’m ’bout my paper (f-ck)
don’t f-ck with no pig like as-salamu alayk-m (alayk-m salam)
gold rope around my neck, no suicide (rrah)
there’s no plan b, little homie, it’s do or die (ah)
look myseld in the mirror and whisper, “it’s you and i” (you and i)
wanna know who tellin’ lies? just look at ’em in they eyes (in they eye), it’ll tell ya

[chorus]
ayy, b-tch, bada-bing, bada-boom (bada-bing)
ayy, b-tch, bada-bing (yeah), bada-boom (bada-bing)

- coyote cypress moreno

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