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letra de skype me - k suave

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[chorus: hoodrichslatt]
yeah, yeah, ayy
icy like a pisces, bet your b-tch wanna wife me
and she got an android so she tryna skype me
hittin’ her from the back, got booty cheeks on my white tee
and a young n-gga get a check like nike
make your b-tch ride on the d-ck like a bikey
smoking la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la
this tec go duh-duh-duh, duh-duh-duh, duh-duh-duh-duh-duh

[verse 1: 8oo ca$h]
she gon’ pop that p-ssy then drink me like a soda (yeah)
no more luck with b-tches, i got hoes in minnesota (yeah, yeah)
free money gang extort your homie, get him poked up
more white girl than a playboy, lil’ n-gga, get your coke up
i’m trapping out my residence, my neighbors think i’m innocent
i f-cked her, gave her right back to her n-gga like i rented it
i’m sliding on these opps, it’s only right i went and tinted it
subtracting all the petty sh-t, i’m tryna add up dividends
these n-ggas cap like blah-blah-blah
my b-tches talk like, “give me this”
got a mino draco, blah-da-da
hate many men like 50 cent
she see me with them racks out, that b-tch say that she like me
i bet if i went back down, that b-tch wouldn’t even write me
remember i was posted on the block in my white tee
now i ride past, [?] to the audi
b-tches used to leave when we brought pistols to the party
now i tell security to keep these b-tches off me
[chorus: hoodrichslatt]
yeah, yeah, ayy
icy like a pisces, bet your b-tch wanna wife me
and she got an android so she tryna skype me
hittin’ her from the back, got booty cheeks on my white tee
and a young n-gga get a check like nike
make your b-tch ride on the d-ck like a bikey
smoking la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la
this tec go duh-duh-duh, duh-duh-duh, duh-duh-duh-duh-duh

[verse 2: k suave]
she blowin’ me up when she mad
i talk to that b-tch like her dad
f-ck an uber, i called her a cab
hurt her feelings while you get attached
switch the locks to the door
leave her stuck like a s’more
i’m knocking her down like a fort
poppin’ these pills like a cork
i’m tryna get in them shorts
told her ass, “welcome aboard” (slatt)
she claiming she not a wh0re
i told her i want some more
pop up at your door like the landlord
she get the feeling in my jeans, she say that my d-ck so fat
you say that you really ’bout it, you ain’t a street, it’s an act
how you think you taking hollows? you can’t even take a tap
now you wanna turn around, i told your ass no going back
had to take her ass to get upgraded ’cause her phone was wack (god, that sh-t was lame)
[chorus: hoodrichslatt]
yeah, yeah, ayy
icy like a pisces, bet your b-tch wanna wife me
and she got an android so she tryna skype me
hittin’ her from the back, got booty cheeks on my white tee
and a young n-gga get a check like nike
make your b-tch ride on the d-ck like a bikey
smoking la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la
this tec go duh-duh-duh, duh-duh-duh, duh-duh-duh-duh-duh

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