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letra de basic - evilgiane, anycia & robb bank$

[intro: anycia]
(surf gang)
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
huh, what? (yeah)
i got robb in this b-tch with me (yeah)
yeah, yeah, yeah

[chorus: anycia]
b-tches be basic
n-gga be mad ’cause he know i’m impatient
give me the d-ck when i want it, ain’t waitin’
you can come over, but you cannot stay here
i want the money, the jewelry, the backend
you wanna f-ck on a b-tch from the back end
steady gettin’ money, thesе b-tches be lackin’
i’ll send a f-ck n-gga packin’
facеtime, show me the pack in
brand new jeep with a kit with a b-tch in the front
robb in the back with a glock and it’s tucked
said you a ho, gotta show me your b-tt
said you a ho, gotta get on your knees
i’m in the cut like a knife in the knee
i’m in the coupe like a thief in the night
left me a b-tch and i swerved to the right
[verse 1: robb bank$]
n-gga, i’m up top, let’s keep it a stack
f-ck on the oxys, we keepin’ it black
gah, b-tch, shut the f-ck up
i ain’t even much tryna hear all that
i stay on her mind, her head in my lap
n-gga, i’ll f-ck your ho and announce it
b-tch, i get the syrup from a fountain
tell that n-gga to call my accountant, p-ssy
yeah, eight hundred k to deposit
these n-ggas, they hatin’, despise me (b-tch)
tell them n-ggas to come out the closet, n-gga
yeah, she say you zesty, spicy, p-ssy
you know that type of n-gga that do [?]
i don’t know how, n-gga, i just do it, b-tch
i redid the chain and wrapped the benz
i got hoes to block and blocks to benz
b-tt lifts to buy, her body did
more juice than who shot rod and mans
you need me, we on gresham
[?] egyptian
f-ckin’ your b-tch the only f-ck i’m givin’
ho go to h-ll, we keepin’ it christian, b-tch

[verse 2: anycia]
huh, real fine sh-t, i think you’ll crash out about it
i know you ain’t ’bout it, ’bout it
p-ssy poppin’ in ferraris
speedin’ fast in trackiana
gettin’ top in the bahamas
louis v [?] where i sh-t
i know she ain’t celibate
i know she gon’ sell a bit
get the money, make it flip
f-ckin’ up, gon’ make me trip
top me up straight off the rip
top me up and make me scream
[?] make these n-ggas fiends
give me money, buy me things
drip me down in new celine
really think you b-tches green
really think you n-ggas lame
talk a lot, don’t know the game
if you smart, then give me brain
[chorus: anycia]
b-tches be basic
n-gga be mad ’cause he know i’m impatient
give me the d-ck when i want it, ain’t waitin’
you can come over, but you cannot stay here
i want the money, the jewelry, the backend
you wanna f-ck on a b-tch from the back end
steady gettin’ money, these b-tches be lackin’
i’ll send a f-ck n-gga packin’
facetime, show me the pack in
brand new jeep with a kit with a b-tch in the front
robb in the back with a glock and it’s tucked
said you a ho, gotta show me your b-tt
said you a ho, gotta get on your knees
i’m in the cut like a knife in the knee
i’m in the coupe like a thief in the night
left me a b-tch and i swerved to the right (b-tch)

[outro: anycia]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
b-tch

- evilgiane anycia robb bank

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