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letra de average - jais

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gorilla grip tight it could even shoot a uzi
got good coochie make a n-gga buy a bui
certified hood but the p-ssy really boujie
yo n-gga said i love you and i told him i ain’t lucy

i make these b-tches mad like a ring why you moody
is it cus i got some double d bags and a booty
he said he wanna eat so i said yours truly
you fake chain wearin ass n-ggas ain’t nudy

mad b-tch
sad b-tch
hope you know i’m glad b-tch
even in yo mamas womb you was still an average

mad b-tch
sad b-tch
uh
ever since yo mamas womb you been an average

i make em drop on the block like a n-gga said shots
big b-tch with a tude and they be callin it hot
under dressed at the club cus i don’t carry a mop
no perc but- this -still- gonе- pop ay

you f-cked that n-gga now you payin for the plan b
my n-gga f-ck me thеn he wipe me like a baby
type of p-ssy that will make a n-gga crazy
gotta sign the nda you n-ggas won’t shade me
i got them big bands
sellin hoes just like the white man
if she talkin sh-t hit ha wit the grand slam
n-gga stuck to the p-ssy need some d-mn pam
prolly cus i let him hit it like bam bam

gotta lot rich n-ggas with my number in their phone
half of em be bitter cus i never let em bone
you can leave that pimpin sh-t to them itty bitty hoes
ain’t never need my knees when it comes to these clothes

i’m getting to the money , f-ck a friend f-ck a foe
throw in that b-tch bet i win toe to toe
just blew on a bag , pimped a b-tch here’s some mo
life gone be crazy when all my sh-t blow

yea b-tch, i’m going up b-tch
f-ck you hoes

- jais

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