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letra de roof - dababy

[intro]
we got london on da track

[chorus]
yeah, i tear the roof off up this b-tch, n-gga
my b-tch super cute, when she give me a smooch she make her lips bigger
that other sh-t out ain’t it, baby came back with a tape brought the hits with him
all this wack ass sh-t n-ggas putting out, sh-t had me going to sleep while i’m driving

[verse]
these n-ggas know what it is, don’t even try him
they know we ain’t going for sh-t, it get violent
wasn’t even wantin’ a b-tch, no problems
you already know how it get, you know jonathan
real n-gga sh-t, real n-gga way too lit
want my name and all kind of sh-t
she told me to go get some condoms and pull up, i told her i didn’t have time to— (uh)
looked at my watch said it’s time for the turn up (yeah)
they need it, these rap n-ggas burnt up (mm)
k!llin’ sh-t i got the work on
as soon as you put my sh-t on, that’s a murder
name of the game, come hate on a player, i got the whole world on my d-ck
you n-ggas better had try to come f-ck with that load, let a n-gga like me get that rich, b-tch
posted up with my lil’ baddie
no her name ain’t no d-mn “ashley”
she sliding down on it, she nasty (go)
telling me that i’m her daddy, n-gga
how they let ’em be cut like he cut, and he still learned to be all commercial and sh-t
off the top ’cause b-tch, this really me when you got it ain’t no rehearsin’ this sh-t
steppin’, i f-cked up my toenail (step)
you f-ck n-ggas don’t wanna go there
you could me put me and a sl-t in a room together
i promise it’s only one ho there (yeah)
don’t play with me i don’t got time to play
four times out of four got that fire
i ain’t talking no lil’ sh-t, this a .45, and hey
i hope don’t n0body gon’ die today
i’ma blow ’cause i gotta live
take care of home, spoil all my kids
even if i’m alone, stand on the biz
and whatever you want, it is what it is
n-gga i trip my leg, i ain’t trippin’ ’bout that
you know a n-gga ain’t goin’ like a b-tch
just dropped now i’m right back
rockin’ sold out crowds out of real n-ggas singin’ my sh-t
let them n-ggas tell you
[chorus]
yeah, i tear the roof off up this b-tch, n-gga (go)
my b-tch super cute when she give me a smooch she make her lips bigger (yeah)
that other sh-t out ain’t it, baby came back with a tape brought the hits with him
all this wack ass sh-t n-ggas putting out, sh-t had me going to sleep while i’m driving

- dababy

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