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letra de fuck shit - jaydayoungan

[intro]
n-gga, f-ck the opps, we the opps
b-tch ass n-ggas already know how we rockin’
when we catch you, we gon’ split your sh-t n-gga
(hmm, hmm, hmm)

[chorus]
i’m on that opp sh-t, i’m on that f-ck sh-t
eleven oaks, got a cutter and he like to cut sh-t
these p-ssy n-ggas on some other sh-t, i ain’t the other b-tch
i’m on that reach out and go touch a b-tch
step on his brother sh-t
i’m on that dumb sh-t, you know that dumb sh-t
f-ck her good, i give her dumb d-ck and make her come quick
put that d-ck all in her stomach and now she runnin’
they say they steppin’, b-tch, we stomp on sh-t
they know who runnin’ sh-t
she suck my d-ck all on the highway, she did it sideways
b-tch, don’t pull up in my driveway, how you know where i stay?
striped bag wit’ like five k’s, don’t come my way
drop a bag on your b-tch ass ‘fore anybody try jay (mmm)

[verse]
we gon’ walk up on him, smoke his ass like marijuana
we gon’ hit him wit’ that burner, f-ck a warning (f-ck a warning)
i heard them p-ssy n-ggas in my city, why you hidin’?
you lil’ b-tches know we wit’ it, when we catch you, you gon’ get it (come here)
was catchin’ plays, told em, “pull up at the racetrack”
broad day, i’ll push a n-gga face back
ain’t got no clippers but this b-tch will push your fade back (bang)
and if you wit’ your b-tch, we put a couple in her lace track (d-mn)
price is high, if you ain’t know, that mean that bag talk (bag talk)
[?] just tryna knock your ass off (your ass off)
this n-gga p-ssy as a b-tch, he like a kash doll
b-tch, right now, i’m feelin’ just like future, f-ck it, mask off (dumb)
[chorus]
i’m on that opp sh-t, i’m on that f-ck sh-t
eleven oaks, got a cutter and he like to cut sh-t
these p-ssy n-ggas on some other sh-t, i ain’t the other b-tch
i’m on that reach out and go touch a b-tch
step on his brother sh-t
i’m on that dumb sh-t, you know that dumb sh-t
f-ck her good, i give her dumb d-ck and make her come quick
put that d-ck all in her stomach and now she runnin’
they say they steppin’, b-tch, we stomp on sh-t
they know who runnin’ sh-t
she suck my d-ck all on the highway, she did it sideways
b-tch, don’t pull up in my driveway, how you know where i stay?
striped bag wit’ like five k’s, don’t come my way
drop a bag on your b-tch ass ‘fore anybody try jay (mmm)

- jaydayoungan

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