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letra de just another - husalah

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[chorus: husalah]
it never really matter that much to me (it never really matter that much to me)
but you was just another punk b-tch to me (‘nother punk b-tch to me)
well if a ho, a sl-t, a tramp, a b-tch, should come and cash me out
i’d love it if a ho, a sl-t, a tramp, a punk rock b-tch come and cash me out, i love it
it never really matter that much to me (it never really matter that much)
’cause you was just another punk b-tch to me (’cause you was just another punk b-tch to me)
but if a ho-‘ll come and cash a n-gga like me out oh yes i love it
if a, punk b-tch come and cash a n-gga out then i really ain’t trippin’, if it’s cash i love it

[verse 1: husalah]
yo, yo, yo, yo
when i met the b-tch, i let her know i couldn’t kiss her
confiscated the b-tch from some fake -ss pimpin’
drop the top on the chev’ but she saw me in a porsche
she ran off on a simp, he hit her raw, made her abort
how you hollerin’ ya pimpin’ kissin’ that b-tch you really not
b-tch been tuckin’ bundles, comin’ up short and bringin’ me knots
that b-tch been runnin’ off and droppin’ it off to the mob
he buyin’ that fake -ss syrup wit’ the bread, got her hot
she wanna hang around and pay me ’cause i’m mob
i’m so dope, i’m so fresh b-tch it really ain’t no options
yeah, the b-tch was on point, the b-tch never came short
i pull up then i yoke, yoke, yoke, b-tch
not the same b-tch that i sent
but the brand new b-tch, ’cause the b-tch got the whip
brand new, pullin’ up, then i drop the top, drop the top
up the block, slap lo, burnin’ rubber, b-tch it don’t sto-op

[chorus: husalah]
it never really matter that much to me (it never really matter that much to me)
but you was just another punk b-tch to me (‘nother punk b-tch to me)
well if a ho, a sl-t, a tramp, a b-tch, should come and cash me out
i’d love it if a ho, a sl-t, a tramp, a punk rock b-tch come and cash me out, i love it
it never really matter that much to me (it never really matter that much)
’cause you was just another punk b-tch to me (’cause you was just another punk b-tch to me)
but if a ho-‘ll come and cash a n-gga like me out oh yes i love it
if a, punk b-tch come and cash a n-gga out then i really ain’t trippin’, this cash, i love it

[verse 2: rydah j. klyde]
but it really didn’t matter ’cause my cake got fatter
puttin’ the whip on the batter and that’s before i even had it
now i’m askin’ for it, ’cause ho i know you got it
go and put it in my pocket but don’t be gettin’ out of pocket
i got time well invested, but i’ll leave ya -ss stranded
vanished, just like i planned it
d-mn it feel good to be a fly g
and it ain’t a n-gga like me
have ’em sellin’ p-ssy on the side street, five deep
five weeks straight, talkin’ date after date
guess she never wanted to eat ’cause all the d-cks that she ate
but sh-t, to me it didn’t matter at all
she could walk ’til she crawl if she wanna see daddy ball
then hey, let them heels cl!ck clack, cl!ck clack
b-tch better get right or get back
sh-t i cash my checks wit’ no id
so can’t a b-tch buy me
and make ya choice wisely
i see the riches and the b-tches and it rhyme for a reason
get the digits and i ain’t talkin’ ’bout the number, then i’m leavin’
and this cycle keep repeatin’ ’til i’m through wit’ cha
a bag of money now i shook her like a few chippers
i’m in the city in a room wit’ a few strippers
and we don’t tip hoes n-gga, n-gga hoes tip us
wit’ the chicken that you trickin’ wit’
and if you like it then i love it, real n-gga sh-t
if the punk rock b-tch come and give me her chips
’cause wit’ all that scratch she’ll probably go schiz
if the punk rock b-tch wanna give me her chips
’cause wit’ all that scratch she’ll probably go schiz
i love it

[chorus: husalah]
it never really matter that much to me (it never really matter that much to me)
but you was just another punk b-tch to me (‘nother punk b-tch to me)
well if a ho, a sl-t, a tramp, a b-tch, should come and cash me out
i’d love it if a ho, a sl-t, a tramp, a punk rock b-tch come and cash me out, i love it
it never really matter that much to me (it never really matter that much)
’cause you was just another punk b-tch to me (’cause you was just another punk b-tch to me)
but if a ho-‘ll come and cash a n-gga like me out oh yes i love it
if a, punk b-tch come and cash a n-gga out then i really ain’t trippin’, if it’s cash i love it

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