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letra de cute - loski

[chorus: loski]
loose, all my b-tches cute
i heard you’re a driller n-gga tell me who you shoot
heard they’re looking for me, i don’t even know these yutes
b-tch i got the juice, i ain’t push up on the roof (ay, ay)
loose, all my b-tches cute
i heard you’re a driller n-gga tell me who you shoot
heard they’re looking for me, i don’t even know these yutes
b-tch i got the juice, i ain’t push up on the roof

[verse 1: loski]
ayy, ayy
mike amiri, michael jordan yеah, you know i’m balling (ayy, ayy)
j. cole the way i hit that p-ssy in the morning (ayy, ayy)
saints row thе way they shoot and drive, they ain’t stalling (glee)
my bro like ramsay in the kitchen, i should call him gordon (glee)
insta gyal moving catty tryna hack me down (down)
pretty face but i won’t kiss it with a foul mouth (ooh)
ski, ski, i was broke but i’m up now (ski, ski)
ski, ski, i was broke but i’m up now (ski, ski)
x5, m-sport, best type
gyally wanna hop in, imma give her test pipe (glee, glee)
cooling with the ski’s them, man, i wouldn’t dare try (glee, glee)
your girlfriend a skeezer, you thought she a rare type
spikes on my shoes (brr)
hoppin’ out on pretty ones, i told them that they’re cute
henny in my cup and some cali in the booth
i saw her with the divas and she see me with the goons (goons)
[chorus: loski & aitch]
loose, all my b-tches cute
i heard you’re a driller n-gga tell me who you shoot
heard they’re looking for me, i don’t even know these yutes
b-tch i got the juice, i ain’t push up on the roof (ay, ay)
loose, all my b-tches cute
i heard you’re a driller n-gga tell me who you shoot
heard they’re looking for me, i don’t even know these yutes
b-tch i got the juice, i ain’t push up on the roof (yo)

[verse 2: aitch]
yo check, they call me aitch (yeah)
flyest in the place (woo)
gyally up in manny, in dubai and in the states (ah!)
pack it up and close the curtains, go and pipe her in the wraith
didn’t bell her back again, she only liked me for the papes (skrrt)
it’s nothing to a g, i do my thing, i keep it steppin’
i don’t like when man are bluffing, got a problem, i’ll address it
get it poppin’ with my hands, so i ain’t need to rise a weapon
sh-t, i’m tryna run a business, money rising by the second (uh)
paper affi stack, same way i got your lady on my lap (yeah)
in the shubz like it’s a barber shop, i’m faded at the back (haha)
f-ck this dip, i need a flame, i need a pack
i’m tryna roll back to the ends and go and blaze it at the flats
the bad bs wanna roll with me (uh)
p-ssed, i don’t answer the phone for weeks (no way)
stay lit when i’m overseas
but, karma’s a b-tch, when i’m home it’s peak (ah!)
[chorus: loski]
loose, all my b-tches cute
i heard you’re a driller n-gga tell me who you shoot
heard they’re looking for me, i don’t even know these yutes
b-tch i got the juice, i ain’t push up on the roof (ay, ay)
loose, all my b-tches cute
i heard you’re a driller n-gga tell me who you shoot
heard they’re looking for me, i don’t even know these yutes
b-tch i got the juice, i ain’t push up on the roof

[verse 3: loski & aitch]
yo, big ski, i’m big sh-ller got these old rappers fed up
cool kid, no pressure, switch hoes like the weather
boy, i know you ain’t like that, why you actin’ like a stepper?
all these hoes think they’re mine, i keep saying that’s a never (yuh, yeah)
fill up my plate, i gotta share it at the table (woo)
and big up faith because she’s sharing me with rachel (ah!)
katy wanna stay but we ain’t stable
and she keep talking ’bout a baby in a cradle (yo, skrrt)
vvs’s look graceful, flexy and able
bro spin the block and show you how to spin a table
spin it like cd
make money, repeat (uh)
if i go now put mike amiri on my cv (yo)
yo, di santi got the denim made for me, you ain’t got these jeans (huh)
riddims on the pc, blow a 10 in tc (skrrt)
four litre tank, i fill the sp-ceship up at bp
laughing to the bank, you gotta pay the kid to see me
[chorus: loski]
loose, all my b-tches cute
i heard you’re a driller n-gga tell me who you shoot
heard they’re looking for me, i don’t even know these yutes
b-tch i got the juice, i ain’t push up on the roof
loose, all my b-tches cute
i heard you’re a driller n-gga tell me who you shoot
heard they’re looking for me, i don’t even know these yutes
b-tch i got the juice, i ain’t push up on the roof
loose, all my b-tches cute
i heard you’re a driller n-gga tell me who you shoot
heard they’re looking for me, i don’t even know these yutes
b-tch i got the juice, i ain’t push up on the roof

- loski

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