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letra de soft life - digga d

[intro]
fire in that yagi wrld, turn around
you’re lookin’ fire in that yagi wrld, turn around
you’re lookin’ fire in that yagi wrld, turn around and—
yo, look

[chorus]
you’re lookin’ fire in that yagi wrld, turn around and show it off
anything you say, baby, you’re the boss
i’ll buy you anything you want and i don’t wanna know the cost
i give her hard d-ck, but she been livin’ soft (soft)
you’re lookin’ fire in that yagi wrld, turn around and show it off
anything you say, baby, you’re the boss (you’re the boss)
i’ll buy you anything you want and i don’t wanna know the cost
i give her hard d-ck, but she been livin’ soft (soft life)

[verse 1]
she burn her neck to get the stitchin’ on the seat
you look good, take your picture, don’t be shy, it’s just me
pictures on a yacht, pictures on a beach by the sea
your physique is on fleek, 5’4″, it’s petitе, you look sweet
uh, fill you up with cum, don’t let it leak on the sheets
thе first moan (uh), it ain’t goin’ in with ease
you like chocolate? you should try a piece of rhys (try a bit of me)
no playin’ games, i’m due to leave, you little tease (i’m due to leave)
[refrain]
jet black, middle part, bust down lit
she got that shiny little moncler too, i’m tryna hit
pay for the food, bae, you’re worried ’bout the wrong types of splits
can you do that? tell me, do you swallow, or you spit?
jet black, middle part, bust down lit
she got that shiny little moncler too, i’m tryna hit
pay for the food, bae, you’re worried ’bout the wrong types of splits
can you do that? tell me, do you swallow, or you spit? (uh, uh, uh)

[verse 2]
i can see that you’re embarrassed in your face (yo)
’cause i can see the heat’s liftin’ up your lace (yeah)
pull you closer and i hold you by your waist
i let you know that we’ll be home a couple days
and i won’t send you mk, i’ll send you to deborah
delete the faceapp, you don’t need no editor
you know you ain’t regular, like, when will it register?
there ain’t competition, you ain’t got a competitor (uh, uh, uh)
you’re different (uh)

[refrain]
jet black, middle part, bust down kit (yeah, you’re lit, that is it)
talk your sh-t, little b-tch
her legs start to tremble when i’m rubbin’ on her cl-t’ (yeah)
she’s tellin’ me to stop, she might p-ss
don’t be boring
[chorus]
you’re lookin’ fire in that yagi wrld, turn around and show it off
anything you say, baby, you’re the boss
i’ll buy you anything you want and i don’t wanna know the cost
i give her hard d-ck, but she been livin’ soft
you’re lookin’ fire in that yagi wrld, turn around and show it off
anything you say, baby, you’re the boss
i’ll buy you anything you want and i don’t wanna know the cost
i give her hard d-ck, but she been livin’ soft (soft life)

[outro]
woah
woah
woah, woah

- digga d

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