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letra de savor - fukkit

[intro]
okay, look, yeah, yeah
okay, look, ayy, yeah
woo, woo, woo
okay, look, yah
okay, look, yah, yah
okay, look, yah, yah
okay, look
okay, look, yah, yah
okay, look
okay, look, yah, yah
okay, look
okay, look, f-kkit

[verse 1]
[?], baggy in the pants
pay me that guap, gotta get it in advance
look at my face, n-gg-, you ain’t moving nothin’
at ya mommas, at ya daddies, [?]
pour up that potion, dirt in my soda
hope i don’t p-ss out, my cup is erodin’
blow on that potent, my work is so golden
you f-ck with us, you could get wet like the ocean
oh sh-t, i just back with my old b-tch
oh sh-t, i don’t think you weren’t s’pposed to know that
back in the b-tch just like kodak
with codeine and xannies, i feel like i’m frozen
b-tch, you ain’t know me
you wasn’t never my homie
you was my hoe and you know it, blow me
lookin’ for love and they on me, go in
you could never [?], i already [?]
little smoke till the n-gg- can’t smoke
[?] till the n-gg- can’t f-ck
living till i get a [?]
i’ma ’bouta blow inside the trunk
n-gg-s wanna treat me like a punk, ayy
b-tch, you ’bouta see with the mof-ckin’ finger [?]
tellin’ all y’all p-ssy n-gg-s duck, duck, goose
red-bottom heels, b-tch lookin’ like a stripper
[?] with the [?], i’ma throw it like a pitcher
get a n-gg-, y’all can see act buck
lookin’ like a mof-ckin’ [?]
i’ma show these n-gg-s they gon’ have to show me love
little f-ckboys talkin’, they gon’ have to show me [?]
[?] where i first started puffin’
back when a n-gg- wasn’t nothing but a youngin, ayy
nine years old, started thinkin’ ’bout life
true story n-gg-, i don’t got no bad advice
real n-gg- sh-t, i can never tell a lie
you a real b-tch, you could lie about a lie
yo’ ex b-tch used lie up on my c-ck
yo’ new b-tch tried to [?] me in my arms
i cannot risk getting caught up in a knot, boss
yeah, i had a problem
it’s a type that’s worth addressing
i was xanny-poppin’, coppin’ till i k!lled it
if a n-gg- knew about it, he was p-ssy, f-ck a
you could never f-ckin’ overlook me, n-gg-
’cause i’ve been holdin’ verses like a bookkeep, n-gg-
ayy, yo, i swear [?] just got me crazy
’cause i keep it lowkey like the room cheap, n-gg-
ayy, yo, y’all f-ck n-gg-s want it?
ayy, look, y’all f-ck n-gg-s get it
ayy, look, you talkin’ ’bout you know me
whip, the f-ck do these n-gg-s want?
the f-ck do these n-gg-s want?
they want the b-tches, money
want the drugs, cars
want the fast life, n-gg-, f-ck ’em all
i’m with my b-tch, she suckin’ on that f-ckin’ d-ck
i got a nine-inch, that’s [?] sh-t
i’m a beast, n-gg-, you couldn’t f-ck with me
i’m from the southeast, n-gg-, you a [?]
[?]

[outro]
ayy, f-ck ’em, bruh
f-ck ’em, bruh
off rip, i don’t even gotta [?] sh-t, bruh
i’m, i’m, i’m too hip right now
alright peace, miami hotboy
n-gg-, f-ck y’all, f-ck that other sh-t, bruh, um

- fukkit

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