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letra de my li baby - izaya tiji

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[intro]
(mingo, haha)

[verse]
need a whole benz, mercedes (you slayed this one)
he-henny in my cup, one for my lady (one for my-)
yeah, i’m a addict for that fetty’
n-gga you know my dogs they too ready
always keep a arm around my choppa ’cause that’s my li’ baby
and i f-cked yo’ b-tch, she not my b-tch, she my li’ baby
i will hand n-ggas to [?] ’cause n-gga he go crazy
tell me how to run it up, n-gga i can’t be lazy
money taught me how to walk (walk)
d-mn near taught me how to run and how to jump (lets go, lets go)
it’s a move, we right on him, but it cost (cost)
(lets go, lets go, go)
f-cked yo’ b-tch, sorry n-gga it ain’t my fault (lets go, lets go)
when we was broke they ain’t say nun’, now a n-ggas lil’ b-tch wanna shake sumn’ (yeah-yuh)
yeah jugg yo’ sh-t but do not say nun’, ’cause my lil’ n-ggas’ll shoot sumn’ (yeah-yuh)
and i got some runners that you could put your feet on, but don’t think i love you hoe (yeah-yuh)
and r.i.p all my lil’ dead ones, i really miss you bro

[bridge]
and i can see right through the fake, right through the curtains
still can hit yo’ boy, then leave him burnin’
put him in the air, lets turn ’em (bop-bop)
my n-gga got more sticks than a colonel
steady f-cking on this b-tch, how she not fertile? (blatt)
[verse 2]
h-llcat, sh-t look like a console (errr)
we finna beat this n-gga up, just like a bongo (boom, woah-woah)
gugh-gugh-gugh-gugh-gugh, f-ck up her tonsils (lets go, lets go-lets go)
these n-ggas tryna test me, i’m the wrong one (wrong one)
(okay, lets go)
think yo’ ex is jealous, just like [?]
(okay, lets go)
coolin’; kickin’ back, eatin’ fondue (eatin’ fondue)
we smoke og gas, he smoke that dog p–p (smoke that dog p–p)
he keep talkin’ that sh-t, we gon’ touch ’em (we gon’ touch ’em n-gga)
n-gga keep flexin’ that b-tch, but we can f-ck her (we can f-ck her n-gga)
nut on this b-tch face, i give her a lil’ touch-up (touch-up n-gga)
me and my n-ggas we ball, like chris tucker (like chris tucker n-gga)
glock 2-3 lil’ n-gga, we can knock up (we can knock up n-gga)
he ain’t talkin’ that money, then shut the f-ck up (f-ck up)
ayy, 8-15, n-gga this a choppa (choppa)
he’ll rat for some cheese, n-gga be a cop’a
(mingo, haha)

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