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letra de let's get money - destroy lonely

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[intro]
turnt up, no i don’t give a f-ck
yeah, yeah, yeah, turnt up, no i don’t give a f-ck
top floor boss
turnt up, no i don’t give a f-ck
b-tch, you know that i’m turnt up
b-tch, you know that i’m turnt up

[chorus]
b-tch, you know that i’m turnt up
b-tch, i don’t give a f-ck
came in that b-tch with my boys, we in that b-tch shootin’ it up
these n-ggas, they lamer than f-ck
my jeans, they tighter than f-ck
i keep them racks in them b-tches they stuck
i told these b-tches to run me my money
checks, i need em
checks, i’m finna go get em
yeah, s-x i need it
your b-tch she finna come get it
i’m in this b-tch and i’m geeked up
b-tch and you know that i’m chilling
i’m in this b-tch and i’m geeked up
[?]

[post-chorus]
bald head b-tch [?]
come in this b-tch and we k!llin
all black sh-t when i come through b-tch
and you know that this sh-t be the ricky
chopstick make a f-ck n-gga [?]
came in this b-tch and your b-tch wanna touch me
on the top floor b-tch and this sh-t really comfy
did this sh-t by myself no i didn’t have no company
[chorus]
b-tch, you know that i’m turnt up
b-tch, i don’t give a f-ck
came in that b-tch with my boys, we in that b-tch shootin’ it up
these n-ggas, they lamer than f-ck
my jeans, they tighter than f-ck
i keep them racks in them b-tches they stuck
i told these b-tches to run me my money
b-tch, you know that i’m turnt up
b-tch, i don’t give a f-ck
came in that b-tch with my boys, we in that b-tch shootin’ it up
these n-ggas, they lamer than f-ck
my jeans, they tighter than f-ck
i keep them racks in them b-tches they stuck
i told these b-tches to run me my money
checks, i need em
checks, i’m finna go get em
yeah, s-x i need it
your b-tch she finna come get it
i’m in this b-tch and i’m geeked up
b-tch and you know that i’m chilling
i’m in this b-tch and i’m geeked up
[?]

[post-chorus]
bald head b-tch [?]
come in this b-tch and we k!llin
all black sh-t when i come through b-tch
and you know that this sh-t be the ricky
chopstick make a f-ck n-gga [?]
came in this b-tch and your b-tch wanna touch me
on the top floor b-tch and this sh-t really comfy
did this sh-t by myself no i didn’t have no company
[chorus]
b-tch, you know that i’m turnt up
b-tch, i don’t give a f-ck
came in that b-tch with my boys, we in that b-tch shootin’ it up
these n-ggas, they lamer than f-ck
my jeans, they tighter than f-ck
i keep them racks in them b-tches they stuck
i told these b-tches to run me my money

[outro]
turnt up, no i don’t give a f-ck
yeah, yeah, yeah, turnt up, no i don’t give a f-ck
top floor boss

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