letra de xx - killdavyn
taiketsu
hot, hot, hot
hot, hot, hot
hot, hot, hot
hot, hot, ahhh
[chorus]
yuh, i took yo b-tch get her back, bent
i wanna f-ck on yo bad, friend
i’m in the booth n-gga tap, in
i’m shockin’ these n-ggas like zap, him
she talk to me with an accent
don’t give a f-ck, b-tch is we f-ckin’ or not?
my brodie be shootin’, you duckin’ them shots
i’m with a bi hoe suckin’ my c-ck
[verse 1]
yeah, i got a d-mn cold
yeah, i’mma keep on shooting ’til i’m outta ammo
okay, i’mma keep on dropping ’til i get a ‘lambo
yeah, took shirt off in this b-tch i feel like rambo
b-tch i’m back, uh
i took that b-tch to the back, uh
i told that b-tch throw it back, uh
she wanna f-ck ’cause i’m black, uh
i might just pass her to matt
walk in this bih b-tch i walk with a gat
i feel like a dyk- ’cause i got a strap
she like a bike ’cause she ride it back
and i f-ck with all hoes but i like the blacks
i f-ck the white hoe, shе call me radical
i do not like those, on a sabatical
i likе to pipe throat, d-ck in her clavicle
and i’m high in this b-tch off an edible
when i’m f-ckin’ this b-tch it’s incredible
i might turn that lil b-tch to a decimal
said i f-cked on yo b-tch that’s not ethical
and i’m sick of yo b-tch like a chemical
[chorus]
i took yo b-tch get her back, bent
i wanna f-ck on yo bad, friend
i’m in the booth n-gga tap, in
i’m shockin’ these n-ggas like zap, him
she talk to me with an accent
don’t give a f-ck, b-tch is we f-ckin’ or not?
my brodie be shootin’, you duckin’ them shots
i’m with a bi hoe suckin’ my c-ck
[verse 2]
i feel like skyte tho, i got the fine hoes
“where do you find those?”, oh nevermind hoe
she throw it back and i wanna rewind those
my n-ggas spin the block just like a vinyl
i be on bt, i’m on that time hoe
i’m in a tahoe, shout out to tai tho
she havin’ fun, she go down like a slide tho
i would be sick if i cuff me a white hoe
i cannot do that lil sh-t, d-mn
i’m goin’ up take yo b-tch, down
i took yo b-tch right to pound, town
i’m with yo b-tch she thuggin’ with my rounds
he talkin’ sh-t now he huggin’ the ground
i took yo b-tch and i’m bussin’ her down
i won’t cuff yo b-tch we just f-ckin’ around
i got a bl!ck b-tch i’m uppin’ it now
[chorus]
i took yo b-tch get her back, bent
i wanna f-ck on yo bad, friend
i’m in the booth n-gga tap, in
i’m shockin’ these n-ggas like zap, him
she talk to me with an accent
don’t give a f-ck, b-tch is we f-ckin’ or not?
my brodie be shootin’, you duckin’ them shots
i’m with a bi hoe suckin’ my c-ck
i took yo b-tch get her back, bent
i wanna f-ck on yo bad, friend
i’m in the booth n-gga tap, in
i’m shockin’ these n-ggas like zap, him
she talk to me with an accent
don’t give a f-ck, b-tch is we f-ckin’ or not?
my brodie be shootin’, you duckin’ them shots
i’m with a bi hoe suckin’ my (ahhh)
[outro]
aye, aye, aye, aye
walk in this b-tch, glock in this b-tch
go!
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