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letra de pretty girls - jo darling

[verse 1: jo darling]
d-mn, i think my motherf-cking song on
d-mn, i think my motherf-cking song on
it’s 6′ o clock on a friday
rip off the b-tton-ups on the highways
p-ss me my leather bootsie
cut off shorts that make the boys pay for
henne’ on the rocks
over the knee socks
bamboo earrings that match my top-knot
they get high fo’ we hit the spot
i spy with my little eye n-ggas on my c-ck
n-ggas on my c-ck
and b-tches on my clock
all of them want to swim in it just like it’s baywatch
b-tches goin’ overboard
throw a float, from my yacht
all up on my face like the b-tch is on botox
i pop p-ssies like uncle lou call the cops
i pop p-ssies like pediphiles call the cops
respect my authority
respect my senority
baby girl is not [?]
that’s why she biting of of me

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where did all the pretty girls go?
i think the pretty girls dead
all the pretty girls got consumed by the city
’cause the ratchet b-tches at their heads

[verse 2: jo darling]
d-mn i think my motherf-cking song on
necks snapping, -ss clapping
man i’m grown hun’
got these n-ggas thinking i’m on one
it’s a knack just to get free patrone hun’
oh, uh-uh oh you didn’t know
i got a man and after this i plan on going home
can’t afford me unless you payin’ off my student loans
sally mae pay or put a prude b-tch in a new b-tch zone
im tryna dance alone
they like what type sh-t she on
messing up my vibe so i sprayed a can of b-tch be gon’
d-mn this b-tch is poppin’ p-ssy to lionel richie song
dancin’ on the ceiling the feeling another freaky jawn
tryna creep me, when she see me
leaning into-kiss-me-wrong
lips met [?] on a diss me song
woke up in a whole new world
it’s a disney song
i got that queenile p-ssy that jungle nookie
king kong

[chorus:?]

[verse 3: jo darling]
gi-girl bye boy buy i’m closing up my tab
slipped him the bill then i told him n-gga sign that
then i picked up my jacket and i went out to flag my cab
n-ggas got mad cause we can’t keep in contact
went to put his keys in his busted -ss pontiac
yelling in the back okay n-gga you got that
i don’t know why you thought this p-ssy was on contract
and 99% of ya proceeds went to my wine gl-ss
but i got cl-ss
no really i got cl-ss
monday morning imma need my beauty nap
took a ride to my crib before bed put on my dubi rap
some erika badyu real smooth inscents burnin’ fast
reminiscing in the kitchen hit em’ with the b00by trap
i know where you be at
somewhere gettin’ groupie sn-tched
i bet the [?] getting gooey -ssuming you be whack
imma outta his league, out of his freak, out of his coochie cl-ss

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[?]

- jo darling

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