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letra de did dat - juvenile baby

[pre-chorus]
pretty face, ass fat (ass fat), bae, you know you lookin’ good (you lookin’ good)
none of these hoes can’t f-ck with you (yeah, yeah), i know these b-tches wish they could (wish they could, yeah)
thirty inch lace down your back, bae, let me see your inches (bae, let me see your inches)
ain’t the type to spend sh-t on these hoes, for you i might start trickin’ (oh, start trickin’, yeah)

[chorus]
uh, girl, you did that (you did that), you did that (yeah)
uh, raw b-tch without no filter, girl, you did that (girl, you did that, aw, aw)
pretty face without no makeup, bae, you did that (bae, you did that, yeah)
the way she make that ass clap, shе know she did that (yeah, yeah, yеah, did that)

[verse 1]
come on, throw it back, shake the sh-t your momma gave you (your momma gave you)
i’m a thug, n-gga (uh, yeah), but with you, i keep it player (i keep it player)
young and turnt, come f-ck with me, i’ll answer all your prayers (all your— yeah, yeah, what?)
sike, i ain’t captain save a ho, b-tch, i can’t save you (uh, uh, yeah)
these n-ggas just like b-tches lyin’ ’bout they body count (about they body count)
this thick with a bbl want me to fly her out (fly her out, yeah, yeah, n-gga)
give me a perc’ and i’m gon’ f-ck ’til i get tired out (i’m tired out)
we at the motel with it, you can’t come inside my house (hahaha, yeah)

[pre-chorus]
pretty face, ass fat (ass fat), bae, you know you lookin’ good (you lookin’ good, yeah)
none of these hoes can’t f-ck with you, i know these b-tches wish they could (they wish they could, yeah)
thirty inch lace down your back, bae, let me see your inches (yeah)
ain’t the type to spend sh-t on these hoes, for you i might start trickin’ (i might)
[chorus]
uh, girl, you did that (girl, you did that), you did that (yeah, yeah)
uh, raw b-tch without no filter, girl, you did that (girl, you did that, aw)
pretty face without no makeup, bae, you did that (bae, you did that)
the way she make that ass clap, she know she did that (yeah, yeah)

[verse 2]
you gon’ need crutches soon, baby, you been carryin’ these hoes (on god, yeah)
i’ll buy you different wigs and i’m puttin’ french tips on your toes (your toes, on god, yeah)
i need a gangster b-tch, might need your help to drive in with the ‘bows (skrrt, skrrt, yeah)
you bad as f-ck and he ain’t trickin’ (yeah), baby girl, to each is own (ha)
without the flash, my diamonds hittin’ (yeah), littest n-ggas in the city (facts)
them n-ggas out here fakin’ motion, we the ones who gettin’ busy (who gettin’ busy)
buy for low and sell for high (sell for high), quickest way to touch you fifty (yeah, n-gga)
you wanna show me that it’s real (n-gga), then so tat juvy on your titties (yeah, ayy)

[pre-chorus]
pretty face, ass fat (ass fat), bae, you know you lookin’ good (you lookin’ good)
none of these hoes can’t f-ck with you, i know these b-tches wish they could (yeah, yeah)
thirty inch lace down your back, bae, let me see your inches (yeah, yeah, yeah)
ain’t the type to spend sh-t on these hoes, for you i might start trickin’ (yeah)

[chorus]
uh, girl, you did that (girl, you did that), you did that (you did that)
uh, raw b-tch without no filter, girl, you did that (girl, you did that, aw)
pretty face without no makeup, bae, you did that (bae, you did that, uh-huh)
the way she make that ass clap, she know she did that (uh-uh)

- juvenile baby

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