letra de how is she sleeping like this like that cant be comfortable - glaive
[intro: 42 dugg]
yeah, yeah
[chorus: 42 dugg]
bad b-tch from the hood, she ratchet (she nasty)
new glock on my hip, this plastic
i just bought a new whip, five fifty m6
threw my fingers up, then i’m smashing
b-tch, i’m a thug n-gga, ho, i’m not a rapper
run up with the plug, whole hood got the backend
[verse 1: lil baby & 42 dugg]
broke out the rolls truck, baby, what we ridin’ in?
rolls truck parked in the hood, don’t drive it
next one i catch sl!ck dissin’, we gon’ slide ’em
catch a bad b-tch with a n-gga still dmin’
turned to a rat, it don’t matter, i don’t be with him
dugg says, “it’s up,” now i’m flyin’ to the d with him
corvette or two-seater, how you got three wit ’em?
middle of the projects, don’t mess three with ’em
run it through the sack, back, i guess i’ma run it back
i’m goin’ for the touchdown, we caught us a flea fl!cker
when i slide some tints on the low-key vehicle
[verse 2: 42 dugg]
n-ggas really b-tches on whatever i’m feelin’
next n-gga mention my name, i’ll k!ll him
and y’all ain’t the same, i’m different
i hit his man, he trippin’
n-gga, f-ck these b-tches, nah, f-ck y’all n-ggas
hit my n-gga baby for the g behind the pm
five outta nine, i done hit a n-gga bm
i bet whatever on the team, f-ck a re-up
these n-ggas hoes, half of ’em wanna be us
pull his b-tch right in his face, that be us
[verse 3: yo gotti, yo gotti & 42 dugg]
bad b-tch from the hood, she ratchet
rightchea is two point five on the mattress
catch me in hollywood f-ckin’ on a actress (yuh)
i’m been beatin’ it with baby, i ain’t turned baby actress
lil’ rappin’ ass n-gga better pay they taxes
sh-t been high, it’s dry, cactus
say four and half, anytime, i don’t fraction
n-gga, i got plaques, i’m trappin’
pocket full of blues, got ’em on nip
plug come from houston, got him on flip
gun from atlanta, ridin’ like tip
new fn right on the hip
[chorus: 42 dugg]
bad b-tch from the hood, she ratchet (she nasty)
new glock on my hip, this plastic
i just bought a new whip, five fifty m6
then my fingers rubbed in, i smashed it
b-tch, i’m a thug n-gga, ho, i’m not a rapper
run up with the plug, whole hood got the backend
bad b-tch from the hood, she ratchet (she nasty)
new glock on my hip, this plastic
i just bought a new whip, five fifty m6
then my fingers rubbed in, i smashed it
b-tch, i’m a thug n-gga, ho, i’m not a rapper
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