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letra de backseat (fytb) - jb gotit

(h20)
yeah, he say im ghetto and sassy
i run in the mall and i get me a bag that’s why these n-ggas be aggy
all in the bank and i’m breakin’ ya dad he wanna start up a family
minding my business and counting the cash that’s i know these b-tches can’t stand me

i only came for a comma yeah
miss me with all of the drama yeah
b-tch im the bomb like osama yeah
he said it taste just like carmel yeah
he eat it up and he swallow yeah
these n-ggas know i’m a problem yeah
lately im hotter than sonas yeah
all of my lеnses be cartier

all thеse b-tches better know
i ain’t never been worried bout a hoe
f-ck you talkin’ bout b-tch

he say im ghetto and sassy
i run in the mall and i’m breaking ya dad
that’s why these b-tches be aggy
i fall in the bank and i get me a bag
you know i stay where the cash be
you came in the front and i came in the back
he wanna know where that ass be
i put them hoes in the backseat yeah
he say im ghetto and sassy
i run in the mall and i’m breaking ya dad
that’s why these b-tches be aggy
i fall in the bank and i get me a bag
you know i stay where the cash be
you came in the front and i came in the back
he wanna know where that ass be
i put them hoes in the backseat
all these b-tches better know
i ain’t never been worried bout a hoe
f-ck you talkin’ bout b-tch

he know i ball like a starter
i came in the game and i’m breaking they ankles
they hate it cause jb go harder
i’m all in the bank and i’m breaking ya father
that’s why these b-tches be bothered
these n-ggas so funny i take em to harvard
he give me brain like he smarter
he call me lil jb the scholar
these n-ggas my kids i need gerber
i taste like ice-cream and its sherbet
my n-gga he packing the burner
i post and i’m breaking the server
if she want the work i’m a serve her
i got that wet like a surfer
i’m going in like a burglar
he ate that up like a burger

all these b-tches better know
i ain’t never been worried bout a hoe
f-ck you talkin’ bout b-tch

he say i’m ghetto and sassy
i run in the mall and i’m breaking ya dad
that’s why these b-tches be aggy
i fall in the bank and i get me a bag
you know i stay where the cash be
you came in the front and i came in the back
he wanna know where that ass be
i put them hoes in the backseat yeah
he say i’m ghetto and sassy
i run in the mall and i’m breaking ya dad
that’s why these b-tches be aggy
i fall in the bank and i get me a bag
you know i stay where the cash be
you came in the front and i came in the back
he wanna know where that ass be
i put them hoes in the backseat
all these b-tches better know
i ain’t never been worried bout a hoe
f-ck you talkin’ bout b-tch

- jb gotit

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