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letra de aggy - jackboy

got a new b-tch, she from cali
i ain’t make you but b-tch i’m your daddy
i’m talking ’bout how i slay the beat

got a new b-tch, she from cali (cali, bih)
’bout to relocate to the valley (i’m in the valley, bih)
when i f-ck call my zaddy (call me zaddy, bih)
ride that wood good like a caddie (ayy, ayy)
the [?] in the back, over petty (on the petty)
screamin’, f-ck the police, bein’ aggy (yeah i’m aggy, bih)
silly white girl, yeah maggie (yeah maggie, bih)
i got the strap, that’s why my pants baggy (pants baggy, bih)

i got the strap, that’s why my pants baggy (ayy, yeah)
pulled up in the corvette like sh-ggy (like sh-ggy, bih)
big dawg, you a lil’ scr-ppy (ah, ah)
big fire, aim it at your papi (rrrah, rrrah)
[?] chips, no sandy (no sandy, bih)
i’ve been tryna go deep, dundee (can i pull up in?)
runnin’ through hoes, [?] (very [?] bih)
i’m the [?], i be tryna f-ck the nanny (f-ck the nanny, bih)

yeah
the fn, the whip automatic (automatic)
i post a pic, b-tch reply daddy (daddy, ha)
you got throwaways (throwaways)
i got baddies (baddies)
your pockets on a diet, my account on fatty (woo)
two twin b-tches kissin’, that’s gon’ make me happy (ayy)
i tell ’em uh, high hoe, like cincinnati, yeah
n-ggas wanna follow my waves like a navy
n-gga couldn’t live like me, if we had the same addy (yeah)
ballin’ on a black top, shooters in my blindspots
headshot, get you top
trap like a barbershop (yeah)
married to the game, i ain’t even [?]
but my b-tch lookin’ like a photoshoot, this is not a prop (ayy, yeah)

- jackboy

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