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letra de backend (remix) - jhonni blaze & popp hunna

[intro: jhonni blaze & popp hunna]
huh
woo (brrra)
turn me up, turn me up, turn me up tre
hunnid bands, hunnid bands
uh, yeah
t. lou this hard

[verse 2: popp hunna]
it’s hunnid dollar-dollar-dollar
i cannot live without guala-guala-guala (that check), uh
i ain’t got no minutes, if she ain’t f-cking, i holla-holla-holla (good-bye), uh
when i’m in the city, keep it low-key in a squatter-squatter-squatter (it skrrt, skrrt, skrrt), uh
designer-‘signer-‘signer, i just got my b-tch that dolce & gabbana (the flyest sh-t), uh
she wanna f-ck from the way so i put that d-ck on her lip (alright), okay
if she think she is my chick, no, after she gettin’ in the lyft (godd-mn)
i like all my b-tches thick, they gotta be bad with a body (bad with a body), huh
ain’t spendin’ no bag on them b-tches, if her name ain’t jhonni, uh
and if i f-ck with her, she gotta be a hottie
ain’t cuffin’ no chick if that b-tch is a thottie
this corvette got two d-mn seats, i be grippin’ her ass while she givin’ (okay) the toppy (toppy)
swish, i score a layup (layup)
hit her from the side, wake up (like huh?)
i make that b-tch stay up (stay up)
f-ck up her hair and her makeup (like what?)
[refrain: jhonni blaze]
hunnid bands, pop my sh-t, they bite my sh-t (my sh-t)
run it up (woo), huh, f-ck that n-gga, i made him lit (lit, lit)
in the club (f-ck), p-ssy poppin’, know wassup (woo)
atl ho, f-ck around make yo’ head bust

[pre-chorus: jhonni blaze]
mobbing with my girls (huh), yeah that’s my b-tch (my b-tch)
they say i’m too c-cky (ha), i know that sh-t (woo)
keep these b-tches watching, they know it’s me (it’s me)
wiggle on yo’ d-ck (ha) ’cause my p-ssy lit (woo)

[verse 2: jhonni blaze]
six-hundred bands, don’t need no label, only fans (woo)
i pick and choose, you know you not my only man (no, no)
switching sides, now you love me, pick a side
you know i’m fine, running through yo’ mind, i got you tight

[chorus: jhonni blaze]
hide yo’ n-gga, hide yo’ wife (b-tch)
been a vibe since ’99 (ho)
might take a trip, might bust on his lip, he know this p-ssy fire (skrrt)
when i walk in the club, better have my backend, get my money right
[verse 3: jhonni blaze]
yo’ girls, my girls, y’all can’t f-ck with us (sheesh)
you can get the good love but can’t touch (can’t touch)
all in my face, you doin’ too much
don’t leave your b-tch, she just might get cuffed

- jhonni blaze popp hunna

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