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letra de keyshia cole - foreign jay

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[intro]
uh, hehehe, can you like, shut up? hehehe
say what? (hehehe)
(samsungsosa)

[chorus]
ayy, yo favorite rapper lame, he probably sing to hoes
tell that n-gga shut the f-ck up, he ain’t keyshia cole
even though i’m countin’ racks i still eat pizza rolls
drop my b-tches like my tapes, i’m still releasin’ hoes

[verse]
i freestyle like, everyday, b-tch, i be too legit
he try to run up, best believe he on that stupid sh-t
my brudda shootin’ sh-t and still be on that ruthless sh-t
hе said he want the bag, beliеve i put the boof in it
uh, uh, b-tch, i’m grave gang
uh, uh, b-tch, i’m ape gang
uh, uh, try to pull up, he gon have to meet this ak
uh, uh, f-ck a uber, she gon’ have to meet the train way
uh, uh, i’m a crazy mothaf-cka, that’s on grave gang
b-tch, i had this swag before i even copped some mikes
this a real strap on me, b-tch, i am not a dyk-
i was broke for 18 years and then i got it right
my n-gga turned down eighteen years and that done got him life
yeah, yes, i am a artist, b-tch, i been the hardest
b-tch, i’m self arming, run up, pinned you to the carpet
i’m on a new level, got a new schedule
you can’t f-cking hang, lame, you a lil’ nibble
if it don’t make no money, b-tch, then it don’t make no sense
i told a n-gga that before and i ain’t heard him since
i meet a n-gga at his door like i prefer the rent
i know this b-tch a freak, she told me she prefer this d-ck
these n-ggas pay for p-ssy, they on that perverted sh-t
i’m on [?], i f-ck with that dirty sh-t
in real life, try to test me, marley got that thirty stick
this lil’ hoe think i’m cute, i think that she a purty b-tch
she said, “i got yo songs on itunes, jay, you just too good”
“i play my music to his brother, now he just too hood”
“no, i can’t show you to my mother, i don’t think i should”
she said her dad couldn’t even son him if he think he could
good, b-tch, i’m good
good, b-tch, i’m good
countin’ up this money, b-tch, i wish you would
countin’ up this money, b-tch, i know i’m good
[chorus/outro]
ayy, yo favorite rapper lame, he probably sing to hoes
tell that n-gga shut the f-ck up, he ain’t keyshia cole
even though i’m countin’ racks i still eat pizza rolls
drop my b-tches like my tapes, i’m still releasin’ hoes
yo n-gga, he a lame and he sing to hoes
tell that n-gga shut the duck up, he ain’t keyshia cole

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