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letra de home - four seven entertainment, kobraa & ak the menace

[chorus: kobraa]
step on sh-t, lil b-tch you know that
hop out the whip then bl!ck, he lack like where your pole at
opp down bad on god, that’s no cap
he pillow talkin’, took his b-tch like where your hoe at
i’ll hit the b-tch if he talk reckless cause i’m on that
jit pulled out the switch, then he got blown back
he fake flexin’, we do not condone that
kobraa a mess, he tryna find where your home at

[verse 1: kobraa]
i don’t really too much like these n-ggas
i’m snipin’ a n-gga
switch on the back of that gun, his ass can’t run
i will not fight me a n-gga
better watch what come out of that tongue and don’t play dumb
ain’t takin’ sh-t lightly, my n-gga
chеcks like nike, my n-gga
f-ck n-gga broke tеll me why is you hypin’ the n-gga

i was just back of that cut, just wrappin’ sh-t up
ain’t got sh-t to say now
i was just back of that cut, just shootin’ sh-t up
his ass better lay down
i was down bad on my d-ck, like f-ck this sh-t
now my ass gettin’ paid now
fine sh-t bad from the face down
if he touch, take a shot from the waist down
[chorus: kobraa]
step on sh-t, lil b-tch you know that
hop out the whip then bl!ck, he lack like where your pole at
opp down bad on god, that’s no cap
he pillow talkin’, took his b-tch like where your hoe at
i’ll hit the b-tch if he talk reckless cause i’m on that
jit pulled out the switch, then he got blown back
he fake flexin’, we do not condone that
kobraa a mess, he tryna find where your home at

[verse 2: ak the menace]
if she got no y gene, then she goin’
i left a crime scene on her forehead
whoadie been kissin’ on her, he don’t know it
i know it’s plenty ways of leavin’ folks dead
i’m tryna keep it low, and get some more bread
if you see me in it, then i own that
we gotta buy back all 40 acres
i don’t gotta dream cause we on that

took his shawty, i’mma scuba
i’m deep into her
in atlanta on a food truck
but ain’t no food here
cousin scammin’ on computers
that boy the truth, huh
steppin’ up without my tool tucked
i’m tryna boom some
[chorus: kobraa]
step on sh-t, lil b-tch you know that
hop out the whip then bl!ck, he lack like where your pole at
opp down bad on god, that’s no cap
he pillow talkin’, took his b-tch like where your hoe at
i’ll hit the b-tch if he talk reckless cause i’m on that
jit pulled out the switch, then he got blown back
he fake flexin’, we do not condone that
kobraa a mess, he tryna find where your home at

- four seven entertainment kobraa ak the menace

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