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letra de don't play that - ekwesco

[intro]
yeah, uh-huh
yeah
this like my favorite song right now
rip von, you know what i’m saying
yeah huh

[verse]
check the fit, head to toe i’m elite
just seen a baddie that i wanna eat (d-mn)
feeling like mj (please!)
big booty, you can see it from the front, yeah i need some (oh!)
no i don’t play that sh-t
take her clothes off and i slay that sh-t
real thick thighs, cute face, big tits
i dog her out then i paint that b-tch (okay!)
wattup (huh) f-ck off (f-ck off)
empty the clip, let a drum off (whoa)
i drain your b-tch ass like a funnel (ha!)
sh-t, either way you gon’ run off (yuh)
i’m so ridiculous
i put twenty karats on my d-ck and sh-t
shawty choke on ek like it’s licorice
i say “hickory d-ckory, l!ck it b-tch!”
and don’t ask about none of my exes (i’m off ’em)
i used to f-ck with alexis (quite often)
she got so mad when i left her (she sobbing)
but f-ck that lil b-tch, i been flexing all on her
two-fifty-one, yeah that is my code (code)
ek don’t wanna grow old (whoa)
i’m a category four
that means i’m ’bout to just flood the whole coast
(oh!) i don’t (huh) bow down (never!)
you gotta come get the crown now (yuh!)
you a pig, i just blew your whole house down (huh)
no nelly, but baby go down-down (yeah)
take her downtown, let her live a little
then i get her litter than a christmas tree mistletoe
i’m on a mission to l!ck her toes
so i propose a liquor toast, cl!ck it and go
i’m finna give pole to this little ho until about four
i’m stretching her holes cause she want a show
she quoting my flows every time i stroke
i’mma make her choke, she wasn’t ready
i had that lil bitty b-tch screaming and yelling
teach her a lesson for seeking attention
cream on her belly then leave her forever (yuh!)
then i tell my cousin about it (ayy)
see her in public i doubt it (huh)
she fall in love and i’m bouncing
b-tch i get way too much money and counting (oh!)
make your ho drip like a fountain
she be tweaking, i say “cut that sh-t out b-tch” (now!)
b-tch you worth less than my outfit
can’t even let you just sleep on my couches (no!)
you get the doghouse
i can’t even let you get the small couch
you want smoke, let me pull the bong out
grill ’em all, finna pull the tongs out
what the talk ’bout? got a long stick
i’m the em show, you a paul skit
you can fall back, i don’t fall b-tch
when you talk sh-t that’s all it is (facts!)
[outro]
mask off yeah
ayy
yeah
uh-huh

- ekwesco

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