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letra de miss! - heymrnoodles

[chorus]
yeah, f-cking that b-tch in the summer (yeah the summer)
she gonna leave her guy, come on slide
’cause he didn’t love her (he didn’t love her)
that p-ssy b-tch just died, like oh my
that’s a bummer (what a bummer)
i took a bunch of percs, hope they work
i’mma slumber (i’mma slumber)
smoke some gas
now my mind is gonna wonder
i’m baggin’ his b-tch (baggin’ his b-tch)
he wanna pull up to my crib
hit with the stick (hit with the stick)
laser beam up on his head
i’m taking the hit (taking the hit)
r.i.p. your f-cking man
i never miss (i nevеr miss)
i be high up in demand
i know i’m the sh-t
[verse 1]
(go)
shе tryna get me to
go, go, go, go, go, go, go
back it like
woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
i didn’t know
smoking it up with a hoe
yeah, and we letting her blow (blow)
i’m in that p-ssy just like i can breathe underwater
you can say hi to your daughter
she hop in the bed
this b-tch getting hotter
whenever we f-ck
she callin’ me father
yeah, shawty is one in a million
all of my homies be shootin’ and dealin’ ’em
stackin’ my money till i hit a billion
f-ck the emotion you know that i’m feelin’ ’em

[chorus]
f-cking that b-tch in the summer (yeah the summer)
she gonna leave her guy, come on slide
’cause he didn’t love her (he didn’t love her)
that p-ssy b-tch just died, like oh my
that’s a bummer (what a bummer)
i took a bunch of percs, hope they work
i’mma slumber (i’mma slumber)
smoke some gas
now my mind is gonna wonder
i’m baggin’ his b-tch (baggin’ his b-tch)
he wanna pull up to my crib
hit with the stick (hit with the stick)
laser beam up on his head
i’m taking the hit (taking the hit)
r.i.p. your f-cking man
i never miss (i never miss)
i be high up in demand
i know i’m the sh-t
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[verse 2]
i got a flashback
it’s me and your girl and i tap that
we f-cking on top of my big stacks
she say that i’m better you broke ass
i love it the way that she throw back
i know you don’t like me you big mad
you’re picking the fight you are that sad
(you’re picking the fight you are that sad)
yeah i’m fighting my fans on the way to the bank
i’m making money don’t care what you think
you are the one that is playing my game
chilling with homies and smoking with bae
i heard that you talkin’ so what did you say?
if you not a b-tch, then talk to my face
(ahh-haa-haa)

- heymrnoodles

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