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letra de break it down 1 - kot vladimir

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30, you a fool for this one

ah, this the strip club anthem, n-gga, what’s up?

young money!

yeah, me and mike will pull up to aod back to back

them amg 63’s

mike will made-it, n-gga

i tell all my hoes, «rake it up

break it down, bag it up»

f-ck it up, f-ck it up (f-ck it up, f-ck it up)

back it up, back it up (back it up, back it up)

rake it up, rake it up (rake it up, rake it up)

back it up, back it up (back it up, back it up)
i tell all my hoes (what?) «rake it up

break it down, bag it up» (bag it up, bag it up)

f-ck it up, f-ck it up (f-ck it up)

f-ck it up, f-ck it up (f-ck it up)

f-ck it up, f-ck it up (f-ck it up)

rake it up, rake it up (rake it up)

i made love to a stripper (stripper), first i had to tip her (phrrr)

twenty thousand ones (woo), she said i’m that n-gga (i am)

i said, «i’m that n-gga, b-tch, i already know it» (i know it)

i come with bad weather (ksh), they say i’m a storm (ayy)

vvs’s in my charm, that’s a roc-a-fella chain

i was sendin’ bricks to harlem back whеn jay was still with dame

i’m in phillipe chow (what?), i got a patek on (okay)
got a strippеr with me, she picked up the check, homes (phrrr)

она всё испортит, всё испортит (всё испортит)

she don’t need make-up (make-up)

she gon’ rake it up, rake it up (rake it up)

she gon’ tell a n-gga pay up (pay up)

she said pay for the p-ssy, pay for the p-ssy (pay)

wait for the p-ssy, wait for the p-ssy (wait)

asked god to forgive me (why?)

’cause i prayed for the p-ssy, prayed for the p-ssy

i tell all my hoes, «rake it up

break it down, bag it up»

f-ck it up, f-ck it up (f-ck it up, f-ck it up)

back it up, back it up (back it up, back it up)
rake it up, rake it up (rake it up, rake it up)

back it up, back it up (back it up, back it up)

i tell all my hoes (what?) «rake it up

break it down, bag it up» (bag it up, bag it up)

f-ck it up, f-ck it up (f-ck it up)

f-ck it up, f-ck it up (f-ck it up)

f-ck it up, f-ck it up (f-ck it up)

rake it up, rake it up (rake it up)

yo, yo

brought out the pink lamborghini just to race with chyna

brought the wraith to chyna just to race in china

lil’ bad trini b-tch but she mixed with china

real thick v-g-n-, smuggle bricks to china (woo)

i tell all my n-ggas (yo), cut the check (cut the check)

buss it down, turn your goofy down (down) pound

i’ma do splits on it, yes, splits on it (splits)

i’m a bad b-tch, i’ma throw fits on it (fits)

i’ma bust it open! i’ma go stupid and be a ditz on it (ditz)

i don’t date honey (no), cookie on tsunami (oh)

all my n-ggas wife me once they get that good punani (oh)

i think he need a bonnie, i might just let him find me

never trust a big b-tt and a smile, word to ronnie

re-rep queens like supreme, ask webb and nitti

a-ask bimmy and joe, n-gga, run me my dough

wr-wrist game is freezin’ like it wait in the cold

nickname is nicki, but my name ain’t nicole (grrr)

i tell all my hoes, «rake it up

break it down, bag it up»

f-ck it up, f-ck it up (f-ck it up, f-ck it up)

back it up, back it up (back it up, back it up)

сгребай это, сгребай это (сгребай это, сгребай это)

back it up, back it up (back it up, back it up)

i tell all my hoes (what?) «rake it up

break it down, bag it up» (bag it up, bag it up)

f-ck it up, f-ck it up (f-ck it up)

f-ck it up, f-ck it up (f-ck it up)

f-ck it up, f-ck it up (f-ck it up)

rake it up, rake it up (rake it up)

well, i’m the doughboy, the one they talkin’ about

all these gossipin’ ass n-ggas got my name in they mouth

i know the bad b-tches but know n-ggas who b-tches too

they should bleed once a month ’cause that’s what these b-tches do

you a (beitch) and ya b-tch should expose you

all that pillow talkin’, n-gga, that’s what the hoes do

you a (beitch) word to my n-gga $hort

we won’t never write no statement, we ain’t showin’ up in court

(beitch) we don’t do no gossipin’, we don’t do no arguin’

we don’t beef on social sites, we just hit our target

we don’t do no rumors (rumors) we don’t don’t pay no shooters (brrr)

you a little bitty b-tch, you should work at hooters (yeah)

you a old hater, you a f-ckin’ cougar

you a (beitch) and he a (beitch) and y’all like twin sisters

respect ya hustle, get ya money baby, win with us

ya boyfriend actin’ like a (beitch) then why you still with him?

i tell all my hoes, «rake it up

break it down, bag it up»

f-ck it up, f-ck it up (f-ck it up, f-ck it up)

back it up, back it up (back it up, back it up)

rake it up, rake it up (rake it up, rake it up)

back it up, back it up (back it up, back it up)

i tell all my hoes (what?) «rake it up

break it down, bag it up» (bag it up, bag it up)

f-ck it up, f-ck it up (f-ck it up)

f-ck it up, f-ck it up (f-ck it up)

f-ck it up, f-ck it up (f-ck it up)

rake it up, rake it up (rake it up)

- kot vladimir

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