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letra de demon - glo & rari (usa)

[chorus: glo]
long hair, latina ho
d-mn, i can’t even keep the ho
eat that b-tch up just like pizza rolls
pull up, hop out of the demon though
b-tch on my d-ck tryna take my soul
i f-cked her for free, you paid the ho
i put all my n-ggas on payroll (let’s go, nate, let’s-let’s go—)
we stackin’ sh-t up like lego
i’m a rich-ass a-hole
r-rich-ass a-hole
i got sticks on me, ask teo
bet the— bet the switch can’t beat that draco, yeah
i got shooters posted up in clayco, yeah
i was thuggin’ and muggin’ with sayso, yeah
if you don’t wanna die, better lay low, yeah
if you don’t wanna die, better pray, ho, uh
b-tch playin’ with the d-ck like it’s play-doh, yeah
rich-ass a-hole
my true colors may show
pеrc 10, i’m finna take four
get in and drive to thе next show
b-b-b-tch, yeah, to the next show
got rich on my ex ho

[verse: rari]
yuh, ex, ex hoes, yuh, ex, hoes
yeah, she givin’ fillet mignon, i was up in her mouth like some mentos
on the block right now, where ya kinfolk?
chops on deck like 10-4
crash out, waitin’ for the kick though, said you got runtz, d-mn what you hittin’ for?
jetpack, high off some good dope, i’m with your b-tch on pluto, pluto, yeah
new coupe, it’s a two door, two door, i send that boy to the gulag, gulag
watch a quick car pull off, pull off, gotta leave the scene, it’s too live, too live, yeah
get geeked, we too high, too high, you want a feat’, where the mula, mula? yeah
keep your eyes over there, don’t look over here (don’t look, don’t look)
try to tell that boy, keep a tool on my hip
lil’ shawty tryna f-ck, but i’m cool on that sh-t
tell the ho give top, little cum on her lip
walked in on drugs, i’m too d-mn lit
spot an opp in the club, but he ain’t on sh-t
ran off on the plug, yeah, had to change my fit, yeah
bad b-tch, tryna love you
long hair, latina ho
[chorus: glo]
long hair, latina ho
d-mn, i can’t even keep the ho
eat that b-tch up just like pizza rolls
pull up, hop out of the demon though
b-tch on my d-ck tryna take my soul
i f-cked her for free, you paid the ho
i put all my n-ggas on payroll
we stackin’ sh-t up like lego
i’m a rich-ass a-hole
r-rich-ass a-hole
i got sticks on me, ask teo
bet the— bet the switch can’t beat that draco, yeah
i got shooters posted up in clayco, yeah
i was thuggin’ and muggin’ with sayso, yeah
if you don’t wanna die, better lay low, yeah
if you don’t wanna die, better pray, ho, uh
b-tch playin’ with the d-ck like it’s play-doh, yeah
rich-ass a-hole
my true colors may show
perc 10, i’m finna take four
get in and drive to the next show
b-b-tch, yeah, to the next show
got rich on my ex ho

[outro]
(let’s go, nate, let’s-let’s go—)

- glo rari usa

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