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letra de what it is? - ggot curt

intro]
(grrgh)
(brrgh, b-tch)
(yeah, p-ssy n-gga)
(curtondatrack, go crazy)
(yeah, eh, let’s do it)
ay’ where my drank at?
n-gga, b-tch, ay’ what they talkin’ ‘bout?
yeah, b-tch, i be the realest n-gga
b-tch, say let that bit’, go like this, yeah

[chorus]
grrgh
ay’ what that boy was talkin’ ‘bout, b-tch?
mane that boy think he the sh-t
cause he done got a little clout, b-tch
gon’ and pass that b-tch to me
i call that sh-t that f-ckin’ mouth switch
he wanna run his f-ckin’ mouth
i put him down up in that ground, b-tch
i’m talkin’ ‘bout yeah, what it is?
spray him down, wit’ some rounds, b-tch
i’m talkin’ ‘bout yeah, what it is?
leave him lost, won’t get him found, b-tch
i be like n-gga, what it is?
b-tch i had went off up on that clown b-tch
b-tch, yeah, what it is?
know that p-ssy boy be ridin’ ‘round up in that crown vic’
b-tch
[verse 1]
ol’ light skin, pretty boy, they thinkin’ i’m a convict
b-tch i had walked up in that bank
them b-tches thought i was finna rob it
i’m in this b-tch just like i’m batman (batman)
b-tch it’s mother f-ck a robin
i got a sweet lil’ s-xy b-tch, i took her ass to baskin-robins
ay’ lil’ b-tch don’t f-ck wit’ me
i’m in this b-tch just like a mafi-
i-i-i don’t f-ck wit’ p-ssy n-ggas, like the motherf-ckin’ n-z- (b-tch)
you talkin’ all that p-ssy sh-t, well lil’ b-tch come and try me
b-tch i be the type to merk that boy
get his ass done in private
now his ass f-ckin’ silent (he quiet)
his mama tryna’ find him (she cryin’)
he shoulda seen that sign (sign)
in this boot, these n-ggas dyin’ (they dyin’)
had to cut that lil’ b-tch off
cause she ain’t f-ckin’ match my time (that time)
oh they like when i go off
cause they want me to lose my mind (err-time)
i won’t tolerate no b-tch that’s interferin’ wit’ my grind
b-tch i won’t tolerate no sneaky b-tch that’s comin’ on my line (bye bye)
b-tch i don’t want no shy lil’ s-xy b-tch, i like my b-tches bi
i’m talkin’ ‘bout she better throat my d-ck until she f-ckin’ cry
[chorus]
ay’ what that boy was talkin’ ‘bout, b-tch?
mane that boy think he the sh-t
cause he done got a little clout, b-tch
gon’ and pass that b-tch to me
i call that sh-t that f-ckin’ mouth switch
he wanna run his f-ckin’ mouth
i put him down up in that ground, b-tch
i’m talkin’ ‘bout yeah, what it is?
spray him down, wit’ some rounds, b-tch
i’m talkin’ ‘bout yeah, what it is?
leave him lost, won’t get him found, b-tch
i be like n-gga, what it is?
b-tch i had went off up on that clown b-tch
b-tch, yeah, what it is?
know that p-ssy boy be ridin’ ‘round up in that crown vic’
b-tch

[verse 2]
b-tch i be turnt up in this b-tch and i get on like makavelli
mane i be turnt up wit’ that b-tch, she want my d-ck up in her belly
i told lil’ shawty make a onlyfans
b-tch, take that cat and sell it
b-tch we could make yo’ ass a movie, let me know b-tch we could set it
yeah
she creamin’ on my d-ck while she on top like little debbie
gon’ hit that boy up wit’ that uzi
say-say now that b-tch beheaded
i know them n-ggas tryna’ do me
gon’ hit him wit’ that mac-11
or wit’ a f-ckin’ mac-10, in this b-tch like 7-eleven
i met that b-tch up at that trail ride
i know she f-ckin’ dirty
they wantin’ me to do some jail time
b-tch they tryna’ get me early
she tryna’ ride up on my horse up on that derby, ya’ heard me?
i told that b-tch to throw it back, she better twerk it, ya’ heard me?
[chorus]
ay’ what that boy was talkin’ ‘bout, b-tch?
mane that boy think he the sh-t
cause he done got a little clout, b-tch
gon’ and pass that b-tch to me
i call that sh-t that f-ckin’ mouth switch
he wanna run his f-ckin’ mouth
i put him down up in that ground, b-tch
i’m talkin’ ‘bout yeah, what it is?
spray him down, wit’ some rounds, b-tch
i’m talkin’ ‘bout yeah, what it is?
leave him lost, won’t get him found, b-tch
i be like n-gga, what it is?
b-tch i had went off up on that clown b-tch
b-tch, yeah, what it is?
know that p-ssy boy be ridin’ ‘round up in that crown vic’
b-tch

[outro]
(i’m talkin’ ‘bout yeah, what it is?)
(spray him down, wit’ some rounds, b-tch)
(i’m talkin’ ‘bout yeah, what it is?)
(leave him lost, won’t get him found, b-tch)
(i be like n-gga, what it is?)
(b-tch i had went off up on that clown b-tch)
(b-tch, yeah, what it is?)
(know that p-ssy boy be ridin’ ‘round up in that crown vic’)
(b-tch)

- ggot curt

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