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letra de chrome hearts - damedot

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[intro]
(ooh, rell)

[verse 1]
ridin’ with a pretty b-tch, got her rollin’ off the zip
hate when n-ggas say real sh-t and they counterfeit
bustdown ‘dweller, lookin’ like a dope dealer
mafia boss, i don’t back down from no n-gga
house got an attic, i keep a hundred ‘bows in it
mountains for the models in the mansion, stick they nose in it
to you, they the k!llers, to us, they some ho n-ggas
my b-tch won’t say a word to you, she just ho n-ggas
i don’t go broke on p-ssy, why would i pay for that?
i can’t hit the sh-t twice, what is i’ma do with that?
you don’t even want your ho, what is i’ma do with her?
except put some blues in her, i had to break the news to her
i don’t need no b-tch or ho and that’s one thing you gotta know
all my n-ggas got a pole, if not, what you around me for?
d&g coat around me, though, when it’s kinda cold
if i can say somethin’ about my heart, i’d say it’s cold

[chorus]
you can’t follow me home in a car ’cause we on it
if i really want your b-tch, i’ma spend a check on her
take a bad b-tch to hutch with me, put some wet on her
get that honda out the driveway and put a ‘vette on her
n-gga, you can get some money, put it down, it’s a bet
money, power, respect, disrespect i don’t accept
my b-tch really ain’t no trick, but i should pay her for this neck
she a dog as i suspect, so i’ma treat her like a pet
[verse 2]
ridin’ with a pretty b-tch, ar with the pretty clip
hate when n-ggas say hatin’ sh-t and they know i’m lit
miami, opp party, lookin’ like a dope dealer
high-key a lord, but i’m rich on the low, n-gga
you can’t follow me home in a car ’cause i’m on it
i can buy what i want, i got all this pape’ on me
take a bad b-tch to yoshi with me, put some weight on her
drop somethin’ 2020 with the paper plates on it
sometimes i sit and toast up for the sh-t i never had
we divide and we add, what’s the prices on the slabs?
ride past my opps just to make them n-ggas mad
chase a n-gga like lebron, put his sh-t all on the glass
i don’t need no friend or foe and that’s one thing you gotta know
make a wish, b-tch, drive the boat, spent two thousand on a coat
all rich vibes around me, though, i can’t do the broke
if i can say somethin’ about myself, i’d say, “the g.o.a.t.”

[chorus]
you can’t follow me home in a car ’cause we on it
if i really want your b-tch, i’ma spend a check on her
take a bad b-tch to hutch with me, put some wet on her
get that honda out the driveway and put a ‘vette on her
n-gga, you can get some money, put it down, it’s a bet
money, power, respect, disrespect i don’t accept
my b-tch really ain’t no trick, but i should pay her for this neck
she a dog as i suspect, so i’ma treat her like a pet

- damedot

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