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letra de is what it is - eric reprid

[verse 1]
lil’ b-tch go back that sh-t up
skin tone like khaki oh yeah
they mans don’t dap me uh uh
point is they tacky f-ck ’em
her drink it make me uh
make head ache i’m in her jaws
move like atv, like maybelline, you see no f-ckin’ flaws
ayo c
(yeah)
they sh-t make me zzzz
need pay a fee
(okay)
atm not speakin’ for me
(aye lemme see)
paid my debts ain’t left with no green
she want the shi’
(yee)
basic b-tch gon’ learn abc’s
is what it is, sloppy toppy on the stick
got me
got me whippin’ honda tryna go again
i might
i might get some cake and jump the f-ckin’ fence
ain’t no
ain’t n0body else like this gon’ get ahead
(i-i-i)
i get way too dumb
aye lil’ baby suck my thumb
i be tryna stack my crumbs go check my funds you gon’ find none
see i do this sh-t for fun
tell these f-ckin’ demons wait
cause i gotta f-ckin’ ton
but i need this f-ckin’ cake i’ma
i’ma be ready when i get it wrapped up it feel like its christmas
yeah
in the f-ckin’ park with meat but this sh-t not no picnic
yuh
get away get away get away vans
tryna go french no france uh
innovate innovate innovate man
you gon’ watch my dance

[hook]
i’ma meditate it out like it is what it is
i got problems now that the liquor don’t fix
f-ck what happened then and the sh-t that’s comin’ next
my head on myself like it is what it is

[verse 2]
stop
aye she want twist my kn-b
headed for the top
limpin’ with the walk
that boy such a awk
he move like a rock
always on the job
but i still get crossed
puffin’ on the moss
then i’m then i’m then i’m

skippin’ out at midnight wanna live life them mof-ckas borin’ snorin’
who the f-ck be sleep when i got day dreams that a mof-cka foreign tourin’
cannot come and save you no storage
double definition like orange
pizza on the head like lawrence food for thought in the mornin’
she want l!ck this d-ck too bad i got the liquor d-ck
think she might have business from that busyness
big racks comin’ soon for all of my affiliates
dip out in a minute i can’t go get intimate
front to back
b-tch don’t cut me slack
i said uh
they got cracks
break they mama back
to the uh
to the max
i don’t f-ckin’ lack
on the
on the point
like a f-ckin’ tac
you can’t clean me up
swiffer sweep cause you boy’s some dust
drive don’t bus
in my seat by the ones i want
in the front
don’t do track but i’m on a run
what you done
brought me back now i want me some

[hook]
i’ma meditate it out like it is what it is
i got problems now that the liquor don’t fix
f-ck what happened then and the sh-t that’s comin’ next
my head on myself like it is what it is

- eric reprid

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