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letra de no pillows - karlae

[chorus: karlae]
i ain’t got no pillows on my bed and you know the reason
i’m not pillow talkin’ with no n-gga in any season
he got rose gold gold on the back his t–th and
i’m not cheap talk, i’m buyin’ out the whole fendi
i ain’t givin’ my interest to a thot thot
i done left my g string in the drop top
hit it from the back, i’m screamin’ like wah, wah
i been mixin’ shawty love in a crock pot

[verse 1: karlae]
yeah, everything big, i’m the same b-tch
i will split your wig
shoot you with the stick and help you fly to madrid
x-box big
real rich b-tch, drink ‘gac, get lit
fashion nova deal, havin’ racks? yeah, yeah
mink in my drills, i got polar bear sk!lls
fool with the aim, one shot, you k!lled
off with the head, black opps on the real
swagger side to side, lips side to side
hips side to side, titties side to side
swagger side to side, lips side to side
hips side to side, titties side to side
move it to the side, we gon’ take over the spot
i got nude on my toes, keep it groovy with the rocks
everybody stop and watching us
everybody with me notorious
michael, karlae jackson
how you got that jag’ for your daddy?
got way too many bags to be packing
i shop when i land, i ain’t cappin’
[verse 2: young thug]
it said a million cash on the statement
pacing up and down the stairs and the bas-m-nt
caseless, basically i raped you and got away with it
ape n-gga, hoo-hah, smash your medulla
ooh, ah, try not to holler
speaking of holler, hollow tips right inside your mama
your fathers and sisters and daughters
i keep the carbon, it’s equipped with drums and silencers
it’s time to polish ’em
it’s time to demolish ’em, i k!ll ’em dead
then go home and sleep like a baby in my bed
i told her, “move over,” ain’t got time for mind s-x
tell me, do you mind that?
baby, do you? ooh, i’ma take these boys to drip school
ooh, put the photo up and get the coupe
ooh, panoramic porsche, it’s not a swoop

[chorus: young thug]
i just told your girl i ain’t got no pillows on my bed and you know the reason
i ain’t pillow talkin’ with no ho in any season
i got rose gold gold on the back of my t–th and
i’m not cheap talk, i’m bitin’ down, i’m lookin’ greedy
i ain’t giving my interest to your thot-thots
shawty left her g strings in the drop top
hit it from the back, she screamin’ like wah, wah
i been mixin’ shawty love in a crock pot
[outro: young thug]
swagger side to side, movin’ side to side
gucci side to side, birdies side to side
titties side to side, booty side to side
lips side to side, all this side to side
movin’ to the side, we gon’ take over the spot
she got nude on her toes, keep it groovy, with the rocks
everybody stop, they watching us
everybody with me notorious

- karlae

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