letra de luv 4 bud - indicab2k
[intro]
legs so fine, got my shorty wit no makeup she a dime
got no b-tches, k!lling snitches, no more misses she is mine
she the realest in my feelings i wake up to spend my time
and she got a real body all up on me she so fine
[verse 1: indica]
smoking on rats and that sh-t is gas
filthy been breaking yo b-tch and she clapped
ain’t never sh-t but i can still rap
wanna play sh-t but i’m quick to attack
choppa stay sparked
i shoot in the dark
wanting no b-tches i got a fresh start
wanna talk fits but you rock walmart
needed the dove so i hop in the car
[verse 2: indica]
filthy k!lling b-tches, k!llin’ snitches that’s the filthy way
not no hunter but the silence is making these b-tches pay
f-ck that dumbass b-tch who saying sh-t so yk i make him lay
b-tch ass won’t stop f-ckin yappin he gon see the end of day
two amendments and these p-ssies cannot bear my arms
it’s like why you b-tches sweating we done made it past the start
i done made goals going far
tried to talk sh-t bout the gang but now you bagged up in my car(in my car)
why you try to run away b-tch you know that ain’t f-ckin smart
not a star, when i am i’ll let you b-tches in my heart, heart
[verse 3: c-weez]
hold up
filthy in this b-tch
watch me talk my sh-t
watch me whip my whip
watch me- watch me- watch me- whip
filthy in this b-tch
watch me talk my sh-t
watch me whip my whip
watch me- watch me- watch me- whip
look at her tits but i don’t give a sh-t
not blowing yo b-tch suck on my d-ck
i came so far so why should i quit
i hit a long ball straight to the fence
i ain’t a green no talk to the feds
in green flag no talk to the hand
f-f-filthy
hold up
filthy in this b-tch
watch me talk my sh-t
watch me whip my whip
watch me- watch me- watch me- whip
filthy in this b-tch
watch me talk my sh-t
watch me whip my whip
watch me- watch me- watch me- whip
look at her tits but i don’t give a sh-t
not blowing yo b-tch suck on my d-ck
i came so far so why should i quit
i hit a long ball straight to the fence
i ain’t a green no talk to the feds
in green flag no talk to the hand
[outro]
shorty not a nickle she a dime
tired bein broken f-ck bein nice
yuh, she been on my mind
f-ck that human narcissist sh-t
i’ve been on my sh-t
shorty lil b-tch
legs so fine, got my shorty wit no makeup she a dime
got no b-tches, k!lling snitches, no more misses she is mine
she the realest in my feelings i wake up to spend my time
and she got a real body all up on me she so fine
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