letra de fuck dat biitch! - deejay chopper
[chorus: young dro]
westside, bankhead, is where i’m from
everything y’all did, it been done
my true game and my shoe game? you can’t touch that sh-t
b-tch steady hollerin’ ’bout f-ck me? nah, f-ck that b-tch
f-ck that b-tch (f-ck that b-tch), f-ck that b-tch
b-tch steady hollerin’ ’bout f-ck me? nah, f-ck that b-tch
f-ck that b-tch (f-ck that b-tch), f-ck that b-tch
b-tch steady hollerin’ ’bout f-ck me? nah, f-ck that b-tch
[verse 1: young dro]
three, what you wanna do here? b-tch, i’ma float like root beer
still workin’ on gettin’ the coupe cleared, you ain’t got none of my shoe gear
red on the bottom, right, that red, shawty, she a model, her hair red
b-tch you ugly and b-tch you ugly, and both y’all hoes look scary
i don’t wanna get married (nope) chick, you a bird, parrot
i’m еatin’ so good these hoes likе, “boy you’re gettin’ fat, eat salad”
i’m ridin’ round and i’m gettin’ it in and i’m bunkin (2 chainz)
got your main b-tch on my d-ck, sh-t, she ain’t nothin’ (you lame)
her hips fat, i seen her walk past, i was like, “sh-t”
she seen my audemars, she tried to touch that, i said, “b-tch”
i bang hoes ridin’ in the top drop range rove
i train hoes, i’m a pimp, trinidad james clothes
[chorus: young dro]
westside, bankhead, is where i’m from
everything y’all did, it been done
my true game and my shoe game? you can’t touch that sh-t
b-tch steady hollerin’ ’bout f-ck me? nah, f-ck that b-tch
f-ck that b-tch, f-ck that b-tch
b-tch steady hollerin’ ’bout f-ck me? nah, f-ck that b-tch
f-ck that b-tch, f-ck that b-tch
b-tch steady hollerin’ ’bout f-ck me? nah, f-ck that b-tch
[verse 2: young dro]
three, fdb man, fly like airtran
me and e-louie’s got checkerboards on, you ain’t got that pair man
with my fdb clique, thirty-three deep sh-t
you tell that b-tch, “man f-ck that ho, i ain’t stuntin’ that cheap trick”
six for a bird bath, b-tch, where’s your skirt at?
ah, i like it, blowin’ that kush on you like purp packs
y’all n-ggas so wack, and b-tch you so green
i pull up on the scene in the green saleen, yeah n-gga, i’m too clean
westside, what’s upper? y’all n-ggas my supper
f-ck that b-tch, ‘fore i do that sh-t, i might need me a rubber
belly on rotund, one whip, four guns
if you see the baby mama holla, “f-ck that b-tch”, that ho ain’t no one
[chorus: young dro]
westside, bankhead, is where i’m from
everything y’all did, it been done
my true game and my shoe game? you can’t touch that sh-t
b-tch steady hollerin’ ’bout f-ck me? nah, f-ck that b-tch
f-ck that b-tch, f-ck that b-tch
b-tch steady hollerin’ ’bout f-ck me? nah, f-ck that b-tch
f-ck that b-tch, f-ck that b-tch
b-tch steady hollerin’ ’bout f-ck me? nah, f-ck that b-tch
[outro: young dro]
westside, bankhead, is where i’m from
everything y’all did, it been done
my true game and my shoe game? you can’t touch that sh-t
b-tch steady hollerin’ ’bout f-ck me? nah, f-ck that b-tch
letras aleatórias
- letra de bloodline - inferious
- letra de nago - cloud rat
- letra de katt och råtta - oofsounds, schwabbla
- letra de goodbye - me and that man
- letra de hard times - inferious
- letra de tomo y obligo - malevaje
- letra de silver halide echoes - me and that man
- letra de blues & cocaine - me and that man
- letra de year of the snake - me and that man
- letra de crack the tomb - hulvey