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letra de nvr - hook

[intro]
(yo, ned)
game, i can never, ha
i can never

[verse]
i can never f-ck with no b-tch with her hand out
i can never love on no n-gga that don’t stand out
if you got money, then n-gga bring them bands out
but i don’t pocket watch, n-gga that’s what yo’ mans ’bout
every time we f-ck, n-gga wanna bring the cam’ out
wanna go against me? that’s another man down
all i had to say was hi, now he’s a fan now
you don’t like hook, i reply, “b-tch, d-mn, ow”
i’m a green b-tch, huh
time to take me home, and wanna leave with
after i get dome, hit the shower then i’m leavin’
i can tell yo’ b-tch not clean ’cause how her weave in
me and my n-ggas get advice about whose cooter he’s conceited
we broke up because he supposedly cheated
we [?] ’cause you be cheatin’
you be in the booth askin’, “what rhymes with cheatin’?”
he said, “i love you,” but i don’t know the meanin’
come back yo’ crib up, fix-it felix
he on his knees, better [?]
he don’t like me, but he sweet just like reese’s
could’ve stomped your b-tch out but i don’t want no creases
play on a thursday, my n-ggas still creepin’
my n-gga think i love him, so you know he fleein’
i can never beat on no broke n-gga’s bm
i cannot f-ck that n-gga, i lied and said i was bleedin’
i ain’t hot, b-tch n-gga what are you seein’?
laugh to the bank, b-tch i am a [?]
if your door is unlocked, then my n-ggas don’t need a key in
better act like phoebe, n-gga you did not see sh-t
f-ck, sh-t, b-tch, i didn’t see sh-t at all
hook can never ever ever ever ever fall
i can never f-ck with no n-gga that don’t ball
b-tch i’m a brat, i ain’t never been no doll
the way i trust rat b-tch, and all you did was stall
if you need a rabid b-tch, you know who to call
d-mn, b-tch, you know i do this well
you makin’ no chips, all that sh-t is stale
laughin’ out your ass, call yo’ ass dave chappelle
clean my bitties out, b-tch i won’t break a nail
makin’ all that green like it’s kale
that n-gga is a fiend, kenan like kel
i’ma send my n-ggas like some mail
you want smoke, b-tch that don’t smell
you want smoke, b-tch that don’t smell
you want smoke, but yo’ sh-t don’t smell
you want smoke, but yo’ sh-t don’t smell
you want smoke, but yo’ sh-t don’t smell
b-tch you don’t want no smoke

- hook

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