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letra de no hook - kalan.frfr

[intro]
yeah

[verse 1]
these n-ggas is p-ssy, we poppin’ for real, way ‘fore we had a deal, we had hundreds and foreigns
i used to have to beg a b-tch to play my sh-t, now i get the backend before the performance
i ride the beat and i don’t need no chorus
chop and lay ’em like the spatula, i had to put ’em on the george foreman
lil’ mama runnin’ out the stamina, i got the rhino boostin’ my performance, woah
alex ice a n-gga out, my n-gga, like a school nurse
statutory, this a perc’ 10
i used to f-ck on these hoes, let my lil’ whoadies go through they purses, yeah
i used to swipe for my b-tch, i always kept around tory burchs, yeah
i know lil demon gon’ up it, that’s end of discussion, woah
if i say we buckin’, we buckin’, yeah
if lil’ mama f-ckin’, she gotta f-ck gang and i don’t be tellin’ these b-tches my name
i got a hundred thousand worth of chains, i got like twenty thousand worth of rings
i’m puttin’ all the miles on the range
got a lil’ thick somethin’, woah, ayy
peanut b-tter like a nutter b-tter, let me l!ck somethin’, woah
she from the a, no kash kash, baby, let me get somethin’, woah
i’m a big, big dog, lil’ mama, know i got status, yeah
pull up like i’m chris paul, everything i shoot automatic, woah, woah

[interlude]
i ain’t even gon’ put no hook on this sh-t
i’ma let that sh-t rock
[verse 2]
pull up in somethin’ fast with somethin’ bad
all these b-tches want bags, i’m where it’s at
all these b-tches want tags, i don’t look at ’em
all these n-ggas want beef, so i’m cookin’ ’em
let a rap n-gga trip, then we bookin’ him
like an airbnb, me and cam be slidin’ in a foreign
i know he’ll up it if i need him, yeah, yeah
loads comin’ by the week, know i got ’em
forces on my feet and they coke white like my t–th
two twin b-tches, yeah, ate up the d-ck like a reese’s, yeah
she do what i say like i’m b.b., yeah
simon, yeah, king, yeah
baguettes, your own rings
if i text, she ring, yeah
her last n-gga broke, that n-gga in a sling, yeah
she like my appearance, ooh, she like the way that i sing, yeah
when you on your period, let me get that neck-neck with no t–th, no, no
tmz, mtv, hbo, p-rno
lil’ mama nasty, yeah
lil’ mama crafty, yeah
she put the whole d-ck in her mouth back by the cavities, yeah
head got me liftin’ up out the chair, tryna take the gravity, yeah
i f-ck her good and don’t call her, that’s the strategy, yeah
woah, woah

- kalan frfr

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