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letra de debbie - lil thraxx

[verse 1:]

ima just f-ck on her, first day
i cannot love her, no way
he got a xd and i got a k
you loving that hoe i cannot wear a cape
all of my n-gg-s gon’ ball like a fade
i swear to god we count up everyday
ask ya lil’ hoe she wan’ f-ck on the gang
she f-ck me good but she can never stay

and she know that
i got money but need more racks
i put that lil’ n-gg- down like a floor mat
all of these n-gg-s plot on me i tote that
and you know i had a glocky before rap
and you know i’m kick doors before that
these n-gg-s hatin’ i told em’ to hold that
if you don’t like me them n-gg- don’t hold back

cause ima go right at ya
we gon’ pull up with them m-th-f-ckin’ ratchets
b-tch i got all that white on me like casper
give no f-ck about you lil’ bitty b-st-rds
she give me brain like her m-th-f-ckin’ masters
got all the drank like i work at a tavern
b-tch ima big dog i look like a mastiff
b-tch i need all of the cash, gotta have it
all of you n-gg-s be p-ssy and maggots
the n-gg- mad his b-tch liking my fashion
my lil’ b-tch, she kinky like she nappy
my b-tch she look like pinky how that -ss be
all of these n-gg-s p-ssy if you ask me
we gon pull up, clap em like a trap beat
all of these n-gg-s running like a track meet
b-tch i go to the money you can’t catch me

[bridge:]

n-gg- you can’t catch me, yeah
cold like gretzky
kick it like i’m messi
told that boy don’t test me
ima, lil’ n-gg- but i’m hefty
we gon, shoot that n-gg- like a lefty
that b-tch told you i’m her bestie
she got the cake just like debbie

just like debbie, yeah
gotta get ready, yeah x2
b-tch i’m ready, yeah
never hesi, yeah
gotta prezi, yeah
she get messy, yeah
for them benjis

[verse 2:]

b-tch i gotta get it
told her ima finish
hoppin’ like she ribbit
b-tch i’m really in it
told her i’m offended
you don’t think we get it?
count up 20, 50, 100s yeah these benjis
feeling on ya lil’ hoe up off the remy
she gon suck that d-ck ima nut right on her t-tty
we know you don’t get all that dough, boy who you kidding
i remember being broke and i don’t miss it
i got a beam and a scope so i ain’t missin’
i remember i was low i was on a mission
i was just all on my own and serving midget
my b-tch used to pick me up in the honda civic
whipping so hard swear to god i f-cked my wrist up
like i got ed i couldn’t wait to get up
b-tch we so flashy i swear you cannot miss us
thats why ya lil baby baby wanna lick us

i swear to god couldn’t make this sh-t up
i f-cked that hoe now that lil’ b-tch a dub
i f-cked that hoe now she just fell in love
i remember back when i didn’t have nun’
i remember back when i really was stuck
i was just hitting them licks for the drugs
but one day i swear i just had enough
yeah
you n-gg-‘s pockets short like a nub
b-tch i got big bread, you got crumbs
we just gon beat them boys like some drums
aye
f-ck on ya’ lil’ b-tch she wanna have fun
aye
i pull out i put it right on her tongue
aye

[outro]

young n-gg-, young n-gg-
get right to that sack
young n-gg-, young n-gg-
get right to them racks
i was moving slow
so i gotta get right to it fast
told her just do it some more
hold up just let me f-ck you from the back

i remember back in the day, that b-tch told me i was lame
so i just hit me them stains, keep all that white like mccain
i get that cash any way, f-ck on that hoe and she fade
she suck d-ck for the new jays

- lil thraxx

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