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letra de hurt you - kmoney

[intro]
(moneymusik)
(jonahzedd)
getting so much bands that it hurt you
girl you know i ain’t never meant to hurt you
imma trapper with some swag and i lurk too

[hook: k money]
girl i ain’t ever meant to hurt you
getting so much bands that it hurt you
imma trapper with some swag and i lurk too
f-ck with me, run, you gon’ get merked too
girl i ain’t ever meant to hurt you
girl i ain’t ever meant to hurt you
imma trapper with some swag and i lurk too
getting so many bands that it hurt you

[verse 1: k money]
getting all these bands i can’t stop it, aye
god how i’m making all this profit, aye
say she love me all the time stop the nonsense
it’s cause i’m flexing hard steve austin
i’m getting all these green no boston, aye
you selling all that weed you still choppin’, aye
my block’s getting hot like the month of may
getting all this guap, but what can i say
dirty money, clean money, dream money
ot money, trappin’ with the fiends money
he said he gonna f-ck with money then he funny, aye
let these shots off now he running
do the running man, money thumbing man
gold like honey and i got this gun in hand
she wanna f-ck me man but it’s funny man
if she ever touch me man then she lucky man

[verse 2: k money]
bet it hurt, that you sitting on the sofa
bet it hurt, b-tches love me like i’m sosa
bet it hurt, doing better hits like sosa
got a long chain, not a choker
it ain’t funny, b-tch, straight face poker
got a young n-gg-, he a toter
he gon burn your back off like toaster
she steppin’ on my shoes to get closer

[verse 3: yung tory]
mr. water, drip drip, super soaker
n-gg- hurt, cause his b-tch let me poke her
n-gg- you ain’t gang gang, you don’t know us
got a caribbean b-tch, she like soca
mr. water leave your b-tch soaked up
mr. yaw yaw i glo’d up i’m grown up
my ice shine in the dark b-tch i’m frozed up
she said i broke her heart, i said so what
baby i ain’t mean to hurt you
don’t f-ck with bird b-tches got the bird flu
he can’t hang with us he got curfew
hatin’ a young n-gg-, he like 32
yeah, yaw, yaw, yaw, you a old n-gg-
i heard you wear panties you a ho n-gg-
aye, i don’t want that b-tch she a gold digger
told her if she wants this d-ck give me more b-tches
yeah guap, i need guap
tryna get that foreign skrtt off, off the lot
shorty i’ve been high, smoke a lot
b-tch it’s tory time, check the clock

[outro]
getting so much bands that it hurt you
girl i ain’t never meant to hurt you
im’ma trapper with some swag and i lurk too

- kmoney

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