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letra de christmas eve - kodak black

[verse]
let the lil’ b-tch get a pic, d-mn
roof went missin’, i don’t miss things
grown man, i don’t play jit games
you call a n-gga snitch, still ain’t know a lil’ thing
nine out of ten, they gon’ bust his brain
got your haircut, like, catch this fade
got a bomber, but the chopper got a switchblade
i’ma push your sh-t all the way back this way
told my girlfriend, “baby, i be tired of games”
waka flocka molly, bring fire, fire, flame
n-ggas ain’t tired at 9, i’m assumin’
i don’t smoke with people, y’all probably be eatin’ booty
f-ck that lame n-gga boosie, lookin’ down on a young n-gga gettin’ skrilla
i used to look up to boosie, he hate i got more bread, that old-head stupid
you don’t even move like an og
couldn’t sign me, so you got colder, you know me
aight, swish, ain’t a seafood type of dude, but i like fish
mula all that he get, dropped a preview, a n-gga seen me write all my sh-t
f-ckin’ ’round, i might miss, tryna get close, i don’t do no jigg on hits
bae, pull my d-ck out and spit on it
and suck it all up, then sit on it
bae, pull my d-ck out and spit on it
and suck it all up, then sit on it
the molly so good, you did a little bit
these ‘raris go, “wee-wee” (wee-wee)
see, britney just turned to a kitty kat, she stayin’ at [?]
take a trip, then [?] like a cat
i love to rap and get n-ggas whacked
got ninety-nine racks, hunnid m’s in jeans
hunnid thousand racks, ten millions
lord, he blessed you with good aim
and the world gon’ end ’bout this chain
so clean, step on these shoes, i’ll murder ya
don’t even happened to the ho, we been urgin’ him

- kodak black

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