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letra de yea i kno - ddg

[chorus]
yeah, it’s a couple bad b-tches that i f-cked i wanna spin the block on
n-ggas hatin’ on the music ’til it play and then they say, “he got songs”, yeah
yeah, i know, b-tch
i got plaques on plaques, i’m rappin’ to the slow sh-t
i got racks on racks, i’m ballin’ on the coaches
seven figures in tax, the irs on hoe sh-t
n-ggas hatin’ on me, whole time he takin’ notes
when i speak, they listen, they think ddg the pope
yo’ b-tch can’t answer the phone, she got somethin’ in her throat
she leakin’ outta her thong, i thought i was on a boat, huh

[verse]
huh, they know i’m passionate about the music
if it was about the money, then they know i wouldn’t do it
i’m raking in them m’s, crackin’ jokes with my influence
i put your hoe on film, turnt her up, and then she blew it, okay
ain’t flying in econ’, unless the seats gone
be a cold day in h-ll if i do a free song
want a b-tch to know that i ignored her, read receipts on
i nickname her dora, i explore her, turn her freak on
bought my mama a g-wagon on her birthday, same day
i don’t give a f-ck what a lame say
when i pull up on them, they walk backwards like the nae-nae
forty-seven hoes, caphouse, we got ak’s, what
ain’t no n-ggas gettin’ in, this an all girls party
had a meeting in the morning, f-cked around and i was tardy
popped a pill like it’s candy, i be turnt off of smarties
i don’t hit hoes raw, cause they already canceled maury
i ain’t got time for no confusion
i smack her on her ass, she woke up with h-lla bruises
and kiki got an attitude then i’ma call up susan
i don’t discriminate on race, that two-percent will do it
a hunnid m’s don’t seem impossible
a billion dollars don’t seem impossible
what’s a real n-gga to a little obstacle?
beat cancellations every month, i’m unstoppable, okay
[chorus]
yeah, it’s a couple bad b-tches that i f-cked i wanna spin the block on
n-ggas hatin’ on the music ’til it play and then they say, “he got songs”, yeah
yeah, i know, b-tch
i got plaques on plaques, i’m rappin’ to the slow sh-t
i got racks on racks, i’m ballin’ on the coaches
seven figures in tax, the irs on hoe sh-t
n-ggas hatin’ on me, whole time he takin’ notes
when i speak, they listen, they think ddg the pope
yo’ b-tch can’t answer the phone, she got somethin’ in her throat
she leakin’ outta her thong, i thought i was on a boat, okay

[outro]
hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, yeah
hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, yeah

- ddg

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