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letra de badd freestyle - kash kyla

[intro]
it’s kash motherf-cking money

[verse 1]
uh, it ain’t too many hours in the day for me to worry about another b-tch
while b-tches in my business tryna find out who i’m f-cking with
n-ggas spying on me, some kc undercover sh-t
i ain’t tripping bout no x hoe, cause i’m the golden buzzer b-tch
my attitude a stink hoe
i be where b-tches can’t go
b-tches looking up to me
i’m on they heads just like a kangol
f-ck with me, you can’t, hoe
the hottest if you ain’t know
the way i’m balling on these b-tches got ’em wrapping up their ankles
he like his b-tches curvy, i might lеt him taste the rainbow
tryna save that p-ssy n-gga, y’all likе jaguar and diego
don’t compare with baby mamas, i can’t let them get me preggo
he tryna built another me, i got these labels playing legos
i’m higher than these b-tches
you can find me where the stars at
when n-ggas hear me rap it ain’t no asking, “where the bars at?”
he ain’t f-cking with no bubba, this exotic i’m the hard pack
i can’t front these n-ggas verses, begging n-ggas play the far back
[verse 2]
keep that sh-t a buck if you gon’ f-ck with a dime
all my b-tches keep it cute, but they gone buck when it’s time
i’m a real ass b-tch, it’s just a plus that i’m fine
these n-ggas don’t belong to me
don’t think you f-cking with mine
you the type of b-tch a n-gga cheat, you let his cousin hit
i’m the type of b-tch to get another bag because of it
same b-tches blowing smoke the same ones who ducking it
when i give ’em what they looking for, they swear i’m on some other sh-t
can’t name a b-tch who f-cking with me physically or lyrically
these n-ggas really birds, i’m not offended when they mimic me
if b-tches had my social, they would still want my identity
and they swear it’s competition but it’s not what it was giving me
on my bully, lamborghini tricking n-ggas like houdini
he say it really smell like water but it sound like fettuccine
he wanna rub it like a genie
diss his n-ggas just to see me
before i let a n-gga hit he gotta run me that panini

you want this money then you gotta be a badd b-tch
shake that ass for the tip if you a badd b-tch
drop it down to the floor if you a badd b-tch
aw nah, she ain’t a ho, she just a badd b-tch

keep that sh-t a buck if you gon’ f-ck with a dime
all my b-tches keep it cute, but they gone buck when it’s time
i’m a real ass b-tch, it’s just a plus that i’m fine
these n-ggas don’t belong to me
don’t think you f-cking with mine

- kash kyla

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