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letra de sexy redd - duwap kaine

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[intro]
yeah, on that, yeah

[verse]
tell a f-ck n-gga, “stay the f-ck out my f-ckin’ way”
i was on twice, shaking ass on the center stage
how you hate on me, but your b-tch-ass ain’t gettin’ paid?
i’m real high, and your motherf-ckin’ flight delayed
got a crazy b-tch and she keeps stalking my f-ckin’ page
i was just down bad the other day (f-cked up, yeah, i was)
you n-ggas broke, was having more in my teenage days
like have you ever seen a fifty ball at eighteen?
these n-ggas f-cked on all day, they gon’ make ’em like me
no morals, no loyalty (no)
monkey do what a f-ckin’ monkey see
and she, and she got an ass, got good green
ridin’ ’round with that iron on mе
thuggin’-thuggin’ and dodgin’ the chief of police
wholе lot of money ridin’ the breeze
freaky b-tch tryna take out my breeze
kicking out the trap, ain’t paying no lease
f-ck that b-tch, won’t even let her ass eat
her part the team, you don’t gotta ask me
young-young n-gga but i’m a og
but f-ck sh-t, i could always see
like, i always p
f-ck you, i be smokin’ on tree (yes)
f-ck you if you ain’t f-ckin’ with me
it could be backwood, if you burned, then you ugly
get your b-tch, she be suckin’ on me
i can’t trust that ho and she can’t trust me
too many girls, this sh-t gettin’ deep
i’m ridin’ with him in the f-cking backseat
tony montana, you don’t wanna beef with me
b-tch boy talking ’bout he can see through me
i can see straight through you with a .223
f-ck the socials, boy, you better not mention me
bad b-tch got me riding on that ep3
crusin’ ‘round down memory lane, remembering that you broke, you can’t f-ck with me
like, boy, stop it, p-ssy n-gga wanna gossip
i got that bankroll, it’s colossal
these n-ggas ain’t gettin’ money, mission impossible
ain’t no way that they think they unstoppable
[?] body like a crocodile
and i’m [?], that’s a crocodile
and i’ma make through any d-mn obstacles
a bad-ass b-tch sucked me like a popsicle
posted outside, bringing out my inner child
high as f-ck, then hit on a black & mild
catch an opp and i just smiled (don’t run)
p-ssy n-gga, yeah, lights out
i make a f-ck n-gga bow down
you don’t wanna hear a f-ckin’ drac’ sound
i need me a s-xy redd right now (freebandz, yeah)

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