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letra de 21 - joony

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[chorus]
i just put 10 on my wrist
i just put 10 on my fit
i just put 10 on your b-tch
i was just f-cked up n-gga woke up and got rich
d-mn, n-gga come see if im bout it
broke ass n-gga, yall childish
b-tch we got plenty guns
i just turned 21
put 21 on an audi
put 21 on an audi truck
im in the club with these b-tches they fat as f-ck
im in the vip wit yo b-tch tryna back it up
black truck b-tch w my diamonds they white as f-ck
n-gga my diamonds they white as f-ck
ice in yo chain is slight as f-ck
boy you my son they can tell cuz you biting us
(bop, bop, bop)
n-ggas shooting ain’t fighting us
[verse]
uh, uh, yeah
tell me about it
she just wanna f-ck
get stuck get sl!ck
suck d-ck
feel s-xy about it
b-tch don’t stress me about it
touch what’s mine might catch me a body
came a long a way out the county
b-tch suck d-ck she don’t know nothing about me
she don’t know nothing but my nickname
all she know i make my money in 10 ways
fat b-tt, i gave that lil b-tch a nickname
no you can’t trust what that b-tch say
n-gga i’m happy i’m coolin
n-gga whats up with your jеweler?
sh-t look like it camе out of the cooler
n-gga need to go take sh-t back you foolish
touch on my brothers you done yes
i’ll have you crying like onions
big drake b-tch hold a hundred
leave you with bullet holes same size as funions
n-gga i’m hitting whoever
n-gga i’m hitting whoever
big joon baby i come with that pressure
who want smoke? you ain’t want no tension
[chorus]
i just put 10 on my wrist
i just put 10 on my fit
i just put 10 on your b-tch
i was just f-cked up n-gga woke up and got rich
d-mn, n-gga come see if im bout it
broke ass n-gga, yall childish
b-tch we got plenty guns
i just turned 21
put 21 on an audi
put 21 on an audi truck
im in the club with these b-tches they fat as f-ck
im in the vip wit yo b-tch tryna back it up
black truck b-tch w my diamonds they white as f-ck
n-gga my diamonds they white as f-ck
ice in yo chain is slight as f-ck
boy you my son they can tell cuz you biting us
(bop, bop, bop)
n-ggas shooting ain’t fighting us

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