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letra de toes out - jdot breezy

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[intro]
(ayy, zach)
(havok)

[chorus: jdot breezy]
i call her my senorita, what that dope ’bout?
she a freak, she an eater, she gon’ show out
’cause she love the way i treat her, f-ck her throat out
keep your face down, b-tch, and watch your back get blowed out
walk in neiman, spent two thousand cash on my coat now
police come, they talkin’ ’bout a murder i don’t know ’bout
gettin’ bread, if i want your head, i bring them loaves out
dress it up for me, classy b-tch, she keep her toes out
[verse 1: jdot breezy]
uh, nasty b-tch, mhm, suck it while i drive
want that cat, but i can’t crash the whip ’cause i don’t got nine lives
suck it slow, this lil’ b-tch got a grip, she lookin’ in my еyes
i can’t concentrate, shе say, “don’t look at me, n-gga, just drive”
drac’ with me, i got that cheddar cheese, i’m on i-95
up with me, n-gga, know it’s stuck with me, try to slide and you gon’ die
told my girl i’m gon’ stop cheatin’, but i really think i lied
’cause this b-tch here just too freaky and i love the way she ride

[chorus: jdot breezy]
i call her my señorita, what that dope ’bout?
she a freak, she an eater, she gon’ show out
’cause she love the way i treat her, f-ck her throat out
keep your face down, b-tch, and watch your back get blowed out
walk in neiman, spent two thousand cash on my coat now
police come, they talkin’ ’bout a murder i don’t know ’bout
gettin’ bread, if i want your head, i bring them loaves out
dress it up for me, classy b-tch, she keep her toes out (whop, ayy)

[verse 2: whoppa wit da choppa]
spanish b-tch, she call me papi, but we ain’t no kin (whop)
just me and dot when i walk in
switcharoo that b-tch, ain’t no cuffin’
she ain’t talkin’ ’bout f-ckin’, she ain’t talkin’ ’bout nothin’
if you ain’t with it, that’s the end of discussion
don’t love these b-tches, bruh, but whop love to f-ck ’em
i ain’t nutting in you, i’ma nut on your stomach
ayy, light skin, she puerto rican (light skin)
i just seen the tweets on her page, d-mn, she freaky (god d-mn)
the way she talkin’, i might fly her out for the weekend
know we havin’ this sh-t, we don’t care about what we spend, b-tch
[chorus: jdot breezy]
i call her my señorita, what that dope ’bout?
she a freak, she an eater, she gon’ show out
’cause she love the way i treat her, f-ck her throat out
keep your face down, b-tch, and watch your back get blowed out
walk in neiman, spent two thousand cash on my coat now
police come, they talkin’ ’bout a murder i don’t know ’bout
gettin’ bread, if i want your head, i bring them loaves out
dress it up for me, classy b-tch, she keep her toes out

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