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letra de for fun - gunna

[intro]
mm
(playmakers)
yeah-ah, uh
(run that back, turbo)

[chorus]
it’s the first of the month and all my bills are paid
i prayed for the sun ’cause my whole sky was gray
i feel like the one, got my diamonds in a day
k!ll p-ssies for fun (k!ll p-ssy for fun)
got on yves saint laurent, [?] i wear to the grave (slatt)
don’t pass me no blunts, i smoke backwoods to the face
shake ass for these ones, i’ma make sure that you straight
we k!ll p-ssies for fun (we k!ll p-ssy for fun)
[verse 1]
rock that rose gold cuban when i travel over seas
my hoe look like beauty, she like f-ckin’ up the sheets
with my bros, wе get zooted, i done poppеd a half an e
still got fish scale cookin’ like i work at captain d’s
what you know about hundred racks a bookin’
and yo’ back end fifty g’s
i’m in the back seat smokin’ cookie and my neck look like a sea
with these n-ggas is so p-ssy, make ’em bow down to they knee
we k!ll p-ssies for fun (we k!ll p-ssy for fun)
i spend a coin on my jawn, told her go get what she want
i put a throne in my home ’cause the king do what he want
these n-ggas can’t do it on they own, they [?] look like some clones
(uh, [?], [?])

[verse 2]
i rock an ice dog collar ’cause i’ma f-ckin’ dog
givenchy shirt rottweiler with some cubans on my paws
that p-ssy squirt and she swallow, had to pay off on the car
i did a fashion show and modeled, it was drippin’ when i walked
if she still rock apple bottoms i’m not interested at all
if you disrespect my partner, trust me, we gon’ hit yo’ block
got myself a personal shopper, i stopped shopping in the mall
at the nfl i ball (nfl i ball)
told yo’ b-tch to suck me like a hog
came a long way from trappin’ in the halls
o’ block, free my brother behind the walls
no you ain’t slime, you n-ggas ain’t got no b-lls
[chorus]
it’s the first of the month and all my bills are paid
i prayed for the sun ’cause my whole sky was gray
i feel like the one, got my diamonds in a day
k!ll p-ssies for fun (k!ll p-ssy for fun)
got on yves saint laurent, [?] i wear to the grave (slatt)
don’t pass me no blunts, i smoke backwoods to the face
shake ass for these ones, i’ma make sure that you straight
we k!ll p-ssies for fun (we k!ll p-ssy for fun)

- gunna

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