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letra de foreign shit - lougotcash & bobby shmurda

[chorus: lougotcash]
don’t need a b-tch, don’t want the b-tch
i f-ck a b-tch, don’t cuff the b-tch
’cause i could never love no b-tch
my brother blood, my cousins crip
if it ain’t gas, don’t want the sh-t
gangster sh-t, they love that sh-t
f-ck that b-tch, don’t cuff that b-tch

[verse 1: lougotcash]
f-ck that b-tch, don’t need that b-tch
while shmurda’s on that other sh-t
that schemin’ sh-t, that robbin’ sh-t
that murder sh-t, they seen that sh-t
i see your b-tch, she spread her legs and louie get between that sh-t
that foreign sh-t, that ‘rari sh-t
or i’m on lamborghini sh-t
that glocky on, that switch and sh-t
my b-tch be on that switchin’ sh-t
we f-cked her, me and bro, she was walkin’ on that switchin’ sh-t
but she ain’t know we switchin’ sh-t
this perky got me glitchin’, b-tch
addy got me geekin’, ho, ain’t even know i hit your b-tch
[chorus: lougotcash]
i f-ck a b-tch, don’t cuff the b-tch
’cause i could never love no b-tch
my brother blood, my cousins crip
if it ain’t gas, don’t want the sh-t
gangster sh-t, they love that sh-t
f-ck that b-tch, don’t cuff that b-tch
that foreign sh-t, that ‘rari sh-t
or i’m on lamborghini sh-t

[verse 2: bobby shmurda]
i tuck the bread, i duck the feds
my brothers locked, my n-ggas dead
my wrist a drop, my b-tch oh yeah
my n-ggas hot, them n-ggas scared
we shoot at cops, who f-ckin’ cares?
my shooters poppin’ anywhere
free gutta them, they know it’s, yeah, yeah, yeah
jump out the coupe and start dumpin’, my n-gga
ain’t nothin’ to send ’em, they comin’, my n-gga
i tell ’em to done it, they doneing you n-ggas
put every one of you n-ggas
bustin’ that sh-t in her stomach, my n-gga
she jumpin’ and f-ckin’ and cummin’, my n-gga
i’m dumpin’ that sh-t on her tummy, lil’ n-gga
yeah, i am gon’ run into one of you n-ggas
n-ggas been pimpin’, been pimpin’, my n-gga
don’t trip and don’t walk with no limpin’, my n-gga
i come from the cracks in the kitchen, my n-gga
yeah, i had to put a clip on that n-gga
i’m definitely standin’ on business, my n-gga
no talkin’, no chattin’, no snitchin’, my n-gga
and definitely don’t talk to no women, my n-gga
unless she with it, my n-gga
[chorus: lougotcash]
i f-ck a b-tch, don’t cuff the b-tch
’cause i could never love no b-tch
my brother blood, my cousins crip
if it ain’t gas, don’t want the sh-t
gangster sh-t, they love that sh-t
f-ck that b-tch, don’t cuff that b-tch
that foreign sh-t, that ‘rari sh-t
or i’m on lamborghini sh-t

- lougotcash bobby shmurda

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