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letra de best friends - $hmacked bby

[verse 1: $hmacked bby]
aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
baby what you tryna do?
i just only want the head b-tch, can you get a clue?
aye, baby can we get a long, go up in the room
i just got some crazy top from a b-tch up in a coupe
godd-mn, b-tch hold that d-mn talking
b-tch i’m just tryna put that motherf-cking c-ck in
i be on some real dark sh-t
hold up that’s yo b-tch? that’s a hundreds, ima toss it
that’s yo b-tch in the muhf-ckin’ strip club
i got yo b-tch on her knees, tryna l!ck some
i got a strap, ima turn into a victim
i love two pretty best friends, that’s a threesome

[chorus: $hmacked bby]
hol’ up, i got two bad b-tches and they best friends
hol’ up, and i like when they cum and we french kiss
hol’ up, ima f-ck that b-tch, leave that ho senseless
hol’ up, i just got some brain while i’m eating breakfast
hol’ up, curse a man, b-tch i’m feelin’ blessed b-tch
hol’ up, walkin’ on the block, watch where you steppin’
aye b-tch, don’t stop, leave you breathless
aye, put my d-ck in her throat, then i stretched it

[verse 2: penelope de clare]
ooh, put my d-ck in her b-tt and i stretch it
fn
and i’m f-cking broke, keep a weapon
slide on the block, b-tch i slide wit’ aggression
air that b-tch out, if that ho get to steppin’
nah, i can’t have one ho, i got seven
when yo b-tch, she give me dome, no protection
when she sat up on my meat, i’m in heaven
why she tryna hit my phone, saying she pregnant
b-tch i’m out that door
for that b-tch, she ain’t get no child support
for that ho, if she feel me, ima up the score
she ain’t takin’ all my money, ima let it blow
yeah that b-tch, she a dummy, hadda let her know
and that b-tch actin’ funny so i broke her nose
and that b-tch got a tummy so i took her home
and that b-tch really want me so i f-cked her slope
[chorus: $hmacked bby]
hol’ up, i got two bad b-tches and they best friends
hol’ up, and i like when they cum and we french kiss
hol’ up, ima f-ck that b-tch, leave that ho senseless
hol’ up, i just got some brain while i’m eating breakfast
hol’ up, curse a man, b-tch i’m feelin’ blessed b-tch
hol’ up, walkin’ on the block, watch where you steppin’
aye b-tch, don’t stop, leave you breathless
aye, put my d-ck in her throat, then i stretched it

[outro]
b-tch
(tell me all yo secrets baby)
feelin’ blessed b-tch
(aye, i can keep ’em baby)
how you steppin’
(mareks griva, i know you listenin’)
($hmacked bby)

- hmacked bby

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