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letra de kid cudi (remix) - echo of fate

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[intro]
b-tch, b-tch, b-tch, woah,, yah, aye, aye
woah, yah, yah, yah, aye, b-tch, b-tch

[verse 1]
this sh-t got me feelin’ different
i walk on water, b-tch, i’m drippin’
look at all these bills i’m flippin’
hate to see me winnin’ but i know that you won’t miss it
brand new auto, b-tch i’m whippin’
and your crib lookin’ like the point o’ interest
got the weapons out, the crew and i are ignorant
before, he talked that sh-t but now he really reconsiderin’
for real
at the ho-chunk and i lost a half a mil’
but i can’t go broke, my bands stacked to the hills
in the backseat, yeah, we run around and k!ll sh-t
on that vodka while my stomach full of pills sh-t
that’s that f-ck around, get k!lled sh-t
you a peasant, boy, you till sh-t
can really tell by how you dig yo’ grave and fill it
b-tch, call me a viking cause yo’ sh-t get f-ckin’ pillaged

[verse 2]
whip my d-ck out and she actin’ like she don’t know what to do
b-tch, i got the the juice, i’m so g-ssed up like a jew
got a .30, better tuck it, she bend down to tie my shoe
now her face is turnin’ blue, b-tch, that’s just how scooby do
ya ballin’ on a budget, i predict your every move
just look at how i groove, stupid b-tch just lost ya tooth
i throw it up, say f-ck it, suck my d-ck like how you do
i’m ridin’ with the crew, know that you wanna be too
she drivin’ me crazy, b-tch with a lisp
can’t be in the party, not on the list
she wanna meet carti, settle for this
but there is no parting, ice on my wrist
huh
that’s a rollie, that’s a rollie
in my whip so melancholy
sorry b-tch, i don’t say sorry
huh, aye
in the house so call me cory
you a toy, you need a story
i can’t find you, call you dory
b-tch come out
you know what i’m ’bout, make you pout
he was full of doubt so i ran him down
kick him out of the mother f-ckin’ house
see yo’ b-tch and i’m c-mmin’ on her blouse
you just a mouse so quiet the f-ck down
i need a towel, drip too hard, tip a cow
that’s your mother, smoke a pound
she gets smothered around town
but she never make a sound

[verse 3]
just don’t get offended, i’m in your bed and all of these b-tches know
givin’ me head and i take your pension, no, i can’t let it go
waddle like penguin, sh-t in your pants, and now you gon’ take it slow
i run up the bands, my money expands, they treatin’ me like a pro
hoe, call me jon snow
icy, b-tch i know
i’m focused on the gold, half a bar before the show
half a bar on the way home
half a bar to change my tone
half a bar go down my throat
xanny when i make the dough
never gets old, walk out the door
weather is cold, i need a coat
speed in a ghost, diamonds are froze
i do the most, just how it goes
call up my bros, run up the sto'(re)
meant to impose, they can’t oppose
d-ck in her throat, diggin’ a moat
lovin’ my clothes, wanna propose

[outro]
ska, yah, aye, yah, ska, huh, b-tch, b-tch, hey, yuh, aye, aye, aye

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