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letra de gurlz - lo key

gurlz lyrics
folktronic 5000 and the motherf-cking redneck souljers ho
and it’s that chick stealin’ anthem bo

[verse 1: lo key]
i’m tryna holler at your girl but you c-ck blockin’
just because she got a man i am not stoppin’
get well soon call for ’em if he got a problem
with the fact that i’m in his girl’s ass pop lockin’
snapchat ass crack sent it to her man and he cried in his snap back
said he wanna fight but i said here’s your trash back
sent her home right after i smash no trash bag
now i’m on to her friend
autograph the p-ssy with a ballpoint pen
and when she got home he dude started yelling saying why you half naked b-tch and who the f-ck is lo key

[chorus]
i’m like yeah she’s mine
i f-ck ’til i break her spine
he wish she could press rewind
to way back before she smiled and sucked my whole nut
ups they know us
don’t care if they hate give no f-cks
no you can’t control sl-ts

[verse 2: fatt tire]
tell me what you see
is it lo key or is me
is it god d-mn btb or is it you bangin’ all three
they be like fatt tire can you be my baby daddy
i’m like no, save that bullsh-t for your boyfriend
everybody knows that you’re a ho
so b-tch don’t play dumb
why you gotta put your phone
i’m guessin’ that your old man woke up
and caught you sendin’ titty pics hold up
i be at the real life party acting stupid
lookin’ for the sl-ts and the drugs make a movie
we be on that jackie daniels and that velvet
them boyfriends jealous ain’t sh-t you can tell me
[chorus]
i’m like yeah she’s mine
i f-ck ’til i break her spine
he wish she could press rewind
to way back before she smiled and sucked my whole nut
ups they know us
don’t care if they hate give no f-cks
no you can’t control sl-ts

[verse 3: durte]
we all about the free-range chicken
so go ahead and peep gang listen
if your girl wanna go to an underground show
i suggest that your ass tag along with that ho
’cause b-tches don’t know how to act
takin’ shots poppin’ molly headed to the back
oh, you didn’t think your girl would ever show
her assh0l- to a bunch of rappers that’s ready to smash like bro
givin’ it the we you see through lace on that huge booty
titties out no shame you lame she won’t answer to a chaperone
so we gonna go ahead and let the b-tch shine no shade
you gotta be failing at life dude
couple youtube views got her p–p shoot loose
let it rick flair on ‘er let it fly like woo
face chop ‘er with my c-ck and send her home
[chorus]
i’m like yeah she’s mine
i f-ck ’til i break her spine
he wish she could press rewind
to way back before she smiled and sucked my whole nut
ups they know us
don’t care if they hate give no f-cks
no you can’t control sl-ts
yeah baby

[verse 4: c-hubb]
i just tooted up a line now i’m movin’ side to side and i think i see a hot chick
probably stupid but it’s fine so i pull up to her ride and i ask her where the pot is
now she’s pulling out a dime and i’m tryna find a line so that i can roll a fat splif
she said “you’re in redneck souljers will you listen to boyfriend’s mixtape on [?]
she dumb as f-ck why’m i talkin’ to her
i just wanna smoke i don’t wanna do her
lookin’ like she twelve i prefer a couger
d-mn this reggie weed taste like manure
it’s all seeds now she says she wants to f-ck i said call me
gave her fake digits the prefix was all 3s
i bet that b-tches lips were hangin’ like some tall tees to her knees

- lo key

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