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letra de feo - fat nick

[verse 1: fat nick & ugly god]
keep me a stick and i pick up the mop
i just love me a glock, got me dumpin’ through blocks
pull off the switch, bet they all gonna hit
now the h-llcat go fast, see the dash, make it flip
uh, she wanna suck on a young n-gga d-ck
’cause she know that i’m turnt and i’m all ’bout a l!ck
run up a check, give a f-ck ’bout a b-tch
be out the way, i ain’t up in the mix
get money, my [?][0:19] totin’ glocks for the c-notes
now i got money, he call me his best bro
my draco [?][0:23], he shootin’ his free-throw
i pour me a pint and i mix in the faygo
look, i ain’t drop sh-t in ’bout two or three years
but i still got the motion, it’s just on the d-low
he lovin’ and cuffin’ that ho, he a hero
i’ma get back and take care of my people
lil’ baggеr, you talkin’, it’s six figures up
pop me a oxy, my face, it got stuck
lеft me, my old b-tch, she ran outta luck
and i roll by the pound, so that b-tch keep it stuffed
if you don’t answer my call, then [?][0:41]
i’ma call you again and i’m givin’ it up
but as soon as you hit me, i’m pickin’ it up
i’m out in miami, i’m livin’ it up
[chorus: ugly god]
i’m at the top, but i’m here with the bros
[?][0:48], we turnt on the road
i keep on my hand on the bl!ck while i’m hittin’ these hoes
i’ma grab on her ass while i grip on the pole
if a b-tch actin’ up, make her sit on the road
if n-ggas is cappin’, we get ’em exposed
you know how i be when i get in that mode
i get it and go, i’m like, “n-gga, for sure”
i’m at the top, but i’m here with the bros
[?], we turnt on the road
i keep on my hand on the bl!ck while i’m hittin’ these hoes
i’ma grab on her ass while i grip on the pole
if a b-tch actin’ up, make her sit on the road
if n-ggas is cappin’, we get ’em exposed
you know how i be when i get in that mode
i get it and go, i’m like, “n-gga, for sure”

[verse 2: fat nick]
this that all-new benz truck
tell ’em double back, then we get back, get back
drop the whole check on your b-tch socks
good luck keepin’ up, you ain’t get your b-tch back
mixin’ [?][1:22] with rick
hittin’ your chest like some vicks
over, my b-tch gotta dip
ho, don’t talk back, ’cause i bought you them lips
bought her a bag and she back to the streets
b-tch smokin’ d-ck, then she upgrade on me
ran me the bags up, right with the team
y’all made it corny, i put down the lean
[chorus: ugly god]
i’m at the top, but i’m here with the bros
[?], we turnt on the road
i keep on my hand on the bl!ck while i’m hittin’ these hoes
i’m grab on her ass while i grip on the pole
if a b-tch actin’ up, make her sit on the road
if n-ggas is cappin’, we get ’em exposed
you know how i be when i get in that mode
i get it and go, i’m like, “n-gga, for sure”
i’m at the top, but i’m here with the bros
[?], we turnt on the road
i keep on my hand on the bl!ck while i’m hittin’ these hoes
i’m grab on her ass while i grip on the pole
if a b-tch actin’ up, make her sit on the road
if n-ggas is cappin’, we get ’em exposed
you know how i be when i get in that mode
i get it and go, i’m like, “n-gga, for sure”

- fat nick

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