letra de gun [explicit] - doja cat
here’s a new position from the front
ain’t gon’ be no duckin’ when ya bust
baby, i know how to use a gun
i could make that d-ck go f-ckin’ grata-tatata
here’s a new position from the front (from the front, nah)
ain’t gon’ be no f-ckin’ when ya bust (when ya buss down)
baby, i know how to use a gun (when that gun down)
i could make that d-ck go f-ckin’ grata-tatata
yeah, yeah, yeah, i said james dean
let me in them jeans
put me on yo’ hip, and let me ride it till i cream
i just saw yo’ girl, and now we gotta flee the scene
hide it in my p-ssy like you hide it in yo’ sleeve
g, g, i’ma f-ckin’ g
take it like a thug and make you change your new white tee
better bite the bullet, baby, take one for the team
put this p-ssy on it till you wake up from yo’ dream
if that sh-t not workin’ you could fire her, n-gga
shoot it down my throat, but with a silencer, n-gga
i know that she mad, but i don’t vibe wit’ her, n-gga
if she talkin’ sh-t, then i’ma silence her, n-gga
here’s a new position from the front
ain’t gon’ be no duckin’ when ya bust
baby, i know how to use a gun
i could make that d-ck go f-ckin’ grata-tatata
here’s a new position from the front (from the front, nah)
ain’t gon’ be no f-ckin’ when ya bust (when ya buss down)
baby, i know how to use a gun
i could make that d-ck go f-ckin’ grata-tatata
yeah, yeah, yeah, now assume new position, aye
i been cravin’ chickens, keep a tool in the kitchen, aye
stick it up me in the livin’ room, here’s ya ticket, aye
jump on that machine, and load the turret, give ’em friction, aye
c-ck it when i walk into the room, chk-chk
aim, fire, when he behind it go boom, let the trigga spray
when these local women wanna woo
it don’t hit the same, trust me, i am into pain
whip it, i don’t feel a thing
let’s try some new positions, baby
here’s a new position from the front (front, fr-fr-front)
ain’t gon’ be no duckin’ when ya bust
baby, i know how to use a gun
i could make that d-ck go f-ckin’ grata-tatata
here’s a new position from the front (from the front nah)
ain’t gon’ be no duckin’ when ya bust (when ya buss down)
baby, i know how to use a gun (when that gun down)
i could make that d-ck go f-ckin’ grata-tatata
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