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letra de brandi love pt.2 - lil durag

[verse 1: lil durag]
m’s in the bank, i got no complaints
i sip on the drank, i gave her a spank (yuh)
i got no complaints
she act like a saint, i’m callin’ her peter
she a real eater
sippin’ on mud by the liter
i’m talkin’ that dirty
that milf in her thirties
i need me a brandi
she sweeter than candy, her p-ssy like skittles
she blew on my whistle just like she a ref
not like the rest
i touch on her breast (uh)
f-ckin’ on a b-tch make her drip drip drip
lookin at my wrist that’s drip drip drip
got me a baddie, she callin’ me daddy
she suck on my d-ck
be flippin’ these bricks
dope game hard, dope game set
smokin on boof
higher than roof

[verse 2: king nat$u]
(yeah) pull up, pull up with a maserati
act cuz your b-tch, that b-tch is a f-ckin’ thotty
your b-tch on my d-ck and she a f-ckin’ op
i just f-cked your mom, she a b-tch
louis and hunneds all up on my f-ckin wrist
don’t ever say nothing, n-gga you is a lil b-tch
i might have to pull up, pull up, pull up with a stick (yuh)

[verse 3: lil durag]
(yuh) i be pullin’ up with a stick
and she be snacking on my d-ck
and she thinkin’ that she sl!ck, but she not
thinkin’ that she hot, but she not
thinkin’ she a thot, cuz she is
said you was an op, cuz you is
(uh) (yuh)
think my choppa g-y, cuz i pulled it out the closet
yeah, my wrist be drippin’ like a mother f-ckin’ fosit

[verse 4: 1k cartié]
and my drip be drippin’ like a mother f-ckin’ fosit
n-gga pulled up on me, told his -ss to run your pockets
my sprite so dirty, make a n-gga go and vomit
watch where you steppin’ (yeah)
you better be cautious (ouu)
b-tches be feelin’ like precious from the hobbit
he talking bout me for every topic (aye)
look at the diamonds they flawless (slat!)
don’t want that hoe, lemme be honest (huh)
n-ggas they fakin’, they ain’t even solid (burr)
drip on these n-ggas like droplets (yuh)
put p-ssy boy in a casket (casket)
listen to you mixtape trash it (trash)
d-mn, she so thick i’m a crash it (skrt)
stolo hoppin’ i’m fasten (skrt)
do the d-mn dash no crashin’ (skrt)
if she want me ima p-ss her (huh)

[verse 5: k rose]
d-mn your future is grim
your girl is my girl get hip
wet him up when i see him
no h0m- dont gimme lip
dive in the p-ssy yea i swim
eat that p-ssy like a chip
foreign b-tch dm
p-ssy wet d-mn might slip
b-tch your chances looking slim
shake that -ss do a back flip
buss it down like its scrim
d-mn she wet i trip
talk to me nice or stop
gang gon slide with the glock
where do i go for the drop
all these b-tches gon flock
clean m4 with the mop
leanin like a b-tch sip wop
bad -ss b-tch give top
ak beam might pop
bad -ss b-tch c-ck hop
sk clip gon flop
m4 clip gun pop
okay one load yop
bands like gucci i shop
bands like louie i drop
bands like ‘sace i shop
bands like louie i drop

- lil durag

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