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letra de made of gold - fredo bang

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[intro]
(heero)
callin my phone ’bout no b-tch, n-gga (ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring)
(ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring)
f-ck your b-tch (hardbody)
huh (guess that’s where she at)

[verse 1]
never trippin’ ’bout these hoes, i gotta thousand in my contact (yeah)
i put her on block, but she’ll never get a call back (yeah)
i stay out the mix, but if you with it, then i’m on that (ha)
don’t wanna see her eatin’ d-ck, you better get that b-tch her phone back (huh)
me don’t wanna no static, then you better make your tone match (grrt)
old as joely juvy, i put d-ck all on her long ass (ha, ha, ha)
she ain’t on my timin’, then i gotta go and fall back (i gotta go and fall back)
y’all be trickin’ on these boogers, got ’em thinkin’ they’vе all that (got ’em thinkin’ they all that)
yeah, mеt her up in vline (yeah), she ain’t got no waistline (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
i don’t know her name, but i done freaked the b-tch like three time
disrespect a n-gga, then it’s up when i get it up with you (boom)
oh, he talkin’ weazy? f-ck it, send him to the upper room

[chorus]
yeah, i don’t care if you a ho, drop it low, baby, put it on a n-gga (go and drop it on me)
if your p-ssy made of gold and you keep it on the low, first night, b-tch, i’m lockin’ in with you (lockin’ in with you)
you’ve been f-ckin’ all your life, but the p-ssy still tight, baby girl, i don’t care ’bout your n-gga (drop it on)
if your p-ssy made of gold and you keep it on the low (woo), first night, b-tch, i’m lockin’ in with you (i’m lockin’ in with you)
[verse 2]
yeah (yeah), told her bend it over, she throw it, i’ma catch it
love a good girl, but that ratchet cat the best, huh
i’ma make you cream, i’ma make you sweat
i’ma make you never wanna give it to your ex, hmm
i won’t play no games, i’m tryna f-ck with somethin’
that lil’ p-ssy got that smackin’ sound like bubblegum
if that head good, i might let you spend a night
p-ssy fire like a match, we don’t need a light (b-tch, yeah)

[chorus]
yeah, i don’t care if you a ho, drop it low, baby, put it on a n-gga (go and drop it on me)
if your p-ssy made of gold and you keep it on the low, first night, b-tch, i’m lockin’ in with you (lockin’ in with you)
you’ve been f-ckin’ all your life, but the p-ssy still tight, baby girl, i don’t care ’bout your n-gga (drop it on)
if your p-ssy made of gold and you keep it on the low, first night, b-tch, i’m lockin’ in with you (i’m lockin’ in with you)

[outro]
if your p-ssy made of gold and you keep it on the low, first night, b-tch, i’m lockin’ in with you
if your p-ssy made of gold and you keep it on the low, first night, b-tch, i’m lockin’ in with you

- fredo bang

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