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letra de murcielago (clean) - didi j

[intro: iggy azalea]
pulled up in the murci’
got him askin’ for mercy
pulled up in the murci’

[verse 1: didi j]
i’m in a murciélago (skrt, skrt)
don’t even know how fast this car go (car go)
my sama heels, they cost a car note (uh, uh)
i’m on that ——– like chicago
i’m ballin’ like i won the lotto-o-o (skrt)
so much money i can’t count it no more (count it no more)
spendin’ in my prada cargos (uh, uh)
tell them ——- they in trouble (ah, ah, ah, ah)

[chorus: azia & iggy azalea]
giving you the time you need
pulled up in the murci’
’cause imma be real, ain’t — for free
got him askin’ for mercy
you gotta have cash for me
pulled up in the murci’
driving to one hundred, that’s murci’s speed
got him askin’ for mercy
giving you the time you need
’cause imma be real, ain’t — for free
you gotta have cash for me
driving to one hundred, that’s murci’s speed
giving you the time you need
’cause imma be real, ain’t —- for free
you gotta have cash for me
driving to one hundred, that’s murci’s speed
[verse 2: didi j]
i’m in a murciélago
on an open road
pedal to the metal
y’all —— moving slow
and all my haters know
then my money low
they know i’m on the go
gotta catch me ‘fore i’m gone (i’m gone)

[verse 3: iggy azalea]
pulled up in the murci’
got him askin’ for mercy
caught a wave and ya’ll thirsty
just come clean or i’ll do you dirty
yeah, i’m pushing the limit when i hit the gas
i’m doin’ some numbers, like what’s on the dash
go check the receipts, if you keepin’ tabs
i’m sweeter than reese’s, he treat me like crack
oh, i got ’em addicted
oh, now back to the mission
snap the rubber bands, then straight to the business
uh, so get out your feelings
look at your mouth when you talkin’ to me
if we ain’t eye to eye then there’s nuttin’ to see
you better pay me ’cause nothin’ is free
know i got driver, i’m never on e!
[chorus: azia & iggy azalea]
giving you the time you need
pulled up in the murci’
’cause imma be real, ain’t — for free
got him askin’ for mercy
you gotta have cash for me
pulled up in the murci’
driving to one hundred, that’s murci’s speed
got him askin’ for mercy
giving you the time you need
’cause imma be real, ain’t — for free
you gotta have cash for me
driving to one hundred, that’s murci’s speed
giving you the time you need
’cause imma be real, ain’t —- for free
you gotta have cash for me
driving to one hundred, that’s murci’s speed

[outro: didi j]
i’m in a murciélago
on an open road
pedal to the metal
y’all ——- moving slow

- didi j

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