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letra de plan to be - don perrion

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[intro: don perrion]
she wanna have s-x with me
she wanna—
she wanna have—
she wanna—
(good lookin’, cam)

[chorus: don perrion & clean up man]
she wanna have s-x with me
i done told the lil’ b-tch ain’t no textin’ me
b-tch, you better pull up neckin’ me
pull this f-ckin’ car over and get wet for p
i swear to god, this money sh-t get the best of me
yeah, it get the, alright
i done ran the f-ck off, ain’t no catchin’ me
ad set the pick-and-roll, pull up next to me
i love my out-of-state hoes, thеy a fan of me
n-gga uppin’ five thousand, them ain’t no bands to mе
b-tch, i grew up in the hood, this sh-t ain’t somethin’ that i planned to be
them n-ggas duck in a shootout, they ran from me
[verse 1: don perrion]
f-ck her good, she done woke up in my white tee
man, the hood the new jack city, no ice t
i been tryna get booked, but they don’t like me
b-tch asked me what’s my sign, told her pisces
i got money on the line, i’ll brb
n-ggas goin’ out of town for them cheap p’s
i done really tore some houses down, they can’t fix these
i been puttin’ that sh-t on, f-ck some big b’s

[verse 2: clean up man]
i’ma get rich and split it with my blood brothers
b-tch, you need fifty-nine forty with them bloodsuckers
ordered the bottles to my section, got the club jumpin’
this b-tch h-rny as h-ll, she in the club humpin’

[verse 3: don perrion]
i can tell by your f-ckin’ l!cks you do that sucky-sucky
i always end up with the baddest, attitude ugly
i ain’t bust my b-tch down yet, but she know it’s comin’
i done kept the d-ck in her ’til i was bustin’

[chorus: don perrion & clean up man]
she wanna have s-x with me
i done told the lil’ b-tch ain’t no textin’ me
b-tch, you better pull up neckin’ me
pull this f-ckin’ car over and get wet for p
i swear to god, this money sh-t get the best of me
yeah, it get the, alright
i done ran the f-ck off, ain’t no catchin’ me
ad set the pick-and-roll, pull up next to me
i love my out-of-state hoes, they a fan of me
n-gga uppin’ five thousand, them ain’t no bands to me
b-tch, i grew up in the hood, this sh-t ain’t somethin’ that i planned to be
them n-ggas duck in a shootout, they ran from me

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