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letra de the motto - ev b, wes b

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[verse 1: we$ b]
we at the club finna taste a dime
i’m a trending topic cuz i’m on my grind
girl what’s your sign oh you a gemini
i’m a libra so let me hit it from behind
put that p-ssy in my palm with no panties on
ima blow when i write my pen is a hand bomb
the og kush got a n-ggas head gone
the homies all bloods so don’t step into the red zone
for real though my d-ck is her d-ld-
i’m going all in while her face in my pillow
i’m hustling always balling no off days
at the bar with yo b-tch taking shots like a gun range
ev b what’s up tell them hoes what’s bracking
we active aiming for that number one bracket
got a buzz in the city while a n-ggas trapping
i’m counting money on the table with your b-tch on the mattress
ay! i hold heat put this on repeat
swag on top now that’s word to young e
accustomed to the finest and i’m still the flyest
driving with my b-tch rolling weed without a license
you can catch me in the kitchen cooking over the pyrex
paper transactions laying low from the sirens
no delaying we got bad b-tches waiting
speakers in the back and all them hoes saying

[chorus: drake]
now she wants a photo you already know though
you only live once that’s the motto n-gga yolo
and we bout it everyday everyday everyday
like we sitting on the bench n-gga we don’t really play
every everyday f-ck what anybody say
can’t see em cuz the money’s in the way
real n-gga w-ssup

[verse 2: ev b]
2 times f-ck 1 time
this lil n-ggas brighter than the sunshine
4 yeah that’s my favorite number
all these lowlife n-ggas swear they trynna take my under
it’s pasadena we in this b-tch
throw up a chunky p know you seeing this b-tch
and if a beat drops know e on that sh-t
that’s my initial but i’m a g on that sh-t
after i get sucked up she gets d-cked down
i beat the p-ssy up call me chris brown
talk reckless that’s treason
n-gga money talks mines screaming
yeah i’m so athletic i’m addicted to this rap sh-t i got a rap fetish
petty rappers steady trynna imitate me
yo the rellies got the heavy so we finna taste three
she tongue kiss my lower head
when i skeet skeet skeet she go to bed
i can make an athiest say oh my god
we be f-cking on camera but no tripod

[chorus: drake]
now she wants a photo you already know though
you only live once that’s the motto n-gga yolo
and we bout it everyday everyday everyday
like we sitting on the bench n-gga we don’t really play
every everyday f-ck what anybody say
can’t see em cuz the money’s in the way
real n-gga w-ssup

- ev b wes b

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