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letra de chardonnay - lastee & crowned yung

[hook: lastee]
i tell her i’m on my way
and i got a chardonnay
i know that she love that sh-t
on my d-ck she wanna sit
i tell her i’m on my way
your b-tch i might confiscate
she a bomb, she a grenade
you can have her back later

[verse 1: lastee]
she can not be kinky sober
so i brought lean and some soda
i finna bend her over
f-ck a bedroom we got a sofa
don’t let this moment p-ss, cause in the morning it’s over
girl you look like you got cl-ss, i’m feeling like a c-ssanova
now she all wet like she in the sauna
she drips like a bottle of cold coca-cola
i’m having a conversaton with a tweens
i’m fluent with the body language
she keeps saying that i’m sweet but i can be a little savage (ooh, ooh, ooh)

[verse 2: crowned yung]
i told lil’ mama hold up, one minute i’ll be quick i swear
got tired of my old b-tch cause i wore out so i went ahead and got a spare
she was in and out like a snare
f-cked on the couch in the dragon’s lair
cough out weed we p-ssive here
hidding aiming from camden square
fight that p-ssy i’m brawling
from the south, ain’t talking new orleans
i’m a rider till she forkin’
then take off i ain’t with the touring
fist c-ck back, approach with caution
gang on site here to take your porsche
i like pinots like nipsey from slauson
it’s a long line to the b-tch to fall in

[verse 3: nasty c]
put your back in, poke out the -ss baby
the harder i stroke the more you get mad wavy
you say you back and you back for a bag baby
i know two of the same, your mouth and a pram
i beat the boss make the b-tch wig slip off
drive the b-tch crazy make the wheels spin-off
i know you think you icy n-ggas will defrost
all them hollow chains you a giggs imposter
gorillas in the cut check your tone
you a p-ssy n-gga immitating thugs from your home
face tats make a fake rat feel strong
when a captain goes wrong they put caps in their own
it’s a cold…world get your coat
so when we get hot, we splurge and we boast
i developed rappin’ went nerd on the folks
get my information go to work (woah)
back to the topic i’m on my way
she got -ss in the pockets, oh my days
i know you had a long day and your man is a lame
make you drop like hate, well i’m gon’ hydrate ya
i ain’t gon’ lie, i’m gon’ be late but…
on the bright side you only wait for the great stuff
i’m getting some paper, wine, weed and k-cups
as soon as the wait’s up, i’m picking your weight up

- lastee crowned yung

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