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letra de give em' 40 wit the percs - lite fortunato

[intro]
that’s going crazy
i’m crazy as h-ll bro, on god
geek up and sh-t
akachi beats
b-tch gon make it twerk
and she came through with the percs
b-tch gon make it twerk
and she came through with the percs

[chorus]
b-tch gon make it twerk
and she came through with the percs
$1,500 my shirt
kicks $300, lil durk
smoking og no purp
f-ck on that b-tch when i get off them percs
my b-tch is givenchy her bag is a birkin
i get the lean cheap cuz i’m f-cking my nurse

[verse 1]
money make a lil b-tch twerk
bet you i get her right back on the first
you talking too much, get put on a shirt
i’m charging a arm and a leg for a verse
you ain’t sipping on wock that’s tuss
hop out the uber don’t hop out no bus
i’m stacking my bread, i might save you the crust
i got a stripper that work [?]
my b-tch with a k, just like karetta
stacking that money, i’m stacking that cheddar
you wouldn’t believe what i paid for the sweater
my shirt is cavalli, my sneakers margiela
i caught that lil b-tch like a heckler
ar pistol right inside of my dresser
flex on these boys in my [?] leather
get this money when i go to the teller
[chorus]
b-tch gon make it twerk
and she came through with the percs
$1,500 my shirt
kicks $300, lil durk
smoking og no purp
f-ck on that b-tch when i get off them percs
my b-tch is givenchy her bag is a birkin
i get the lean cheap cuz i’m f-cking my nurse

[verse 2]
money make a lil b-tch geek
i need me some food from [?]
[?] cop a patek
f-ck her so good that i f-ck up my sheets
need me some mill’s like i’m meek
these n-ggas seven days, these n-ggas so weak
i’m dripping so hard that they calling me leak
i need the neck from ya b-tch [?]
before i sip liquor, i’d rather sip yellow
i got that purple on me, donatello
i’m about to cop me some ice from [?]
i got that white like a ashy ass elbow
i be just moving [?] like mellow
i [?] like elmo
i been doing this sh-t since a jit
just like a [?] i be hitting these l!cks
call her a banana, i f-cked her she split
i shoot like i’m hamilton, feel like i’m rich
the clothes that i got, you n-ggas can’t get
i run through the hole just like i’m emmitt smith
you miss your shot just like j.r. smith
i f-cked me a vixen right there at the ritz
these n-ggas soft, they more softer than grits
pour me a two plus a four, that’s a six
[chorus]
b-tch gon make it twerk
and she came through with the percs
$1,500 my shirt
kicks $300, lil durk
smoking og no purp
f-ck on that b-tch when i get off them percs
my b-tch is givenchy her bag is a birkin
i get the lean cheap cuz i’m f-cking my nurse

- lite fortunato

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