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letra de yea yea - luh shotty

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[intro]
grah grah boom (grah grah boom)
grah grah (grah grah)
haha, yo nah you wildin’ gang

[chorus]
allow me to introduce myself, b-tch i’m mister make it happen
shawty pull up on the scene, b-tches hit the spot, he gone make it active (grah grah)
called it, yellin’ out, what’s crackin’
but you should know what i’m jackin’
i’m double [?], shawty [?], we don’t do the front only count back-ends (only count what?)
rule number one in these streets, if you got beef no lackin’
he tried to lock up the front door, he ain’t know that his homie was creepin’ the back end
boy dropped a check and it’s slappin’, my [?] go through it in fashion
mama tell me pull my pants, but it’s on my waist, so a n-gga saggin’
[verse 1]
shawty said she fell in love first day we met (what?)
told hеr that she must be trippin’, shawty, i ain’t evеn get to k!ll it yet (haha)
she kick a n-gga a piece, gave that b-tch a perc and told her don’t stress like
no i ain’t worried ’bout sh-t that them n-ggas sayin’ cause a n-gga blessed (cause a n-gga what?)
i be having conversations, talkin’ to my demons and we never fight like
n-ggas keep me up at night, tellin’ me my wrong and tellin’ me my rights
lil’ bro gone slide on the bike, if he get locked i’ma send a kite like (i’ma send a kite)
no a n-gga not a rapper i just put my feelings down and then i write
brodie said i got clout, you ain’t gotta up but a n-gga might (but a n-gga what?)
shawty on a n-gga bop, i just caught the top cause she not my type like
led look like a night light, hoppin’ out the whip
i ain’t sayin’ too much n-ggas know my bop, mister make ’em dip like (mister make ’em dip)
i be feelin’ like i’m wick, but i’m totin’ this stick
four lines to this drink, only sip wock, i ain’t sippin’ triss (i ain’t sippin’)
call a lil’ thot for the switch, like, she gone get me right
lost bro spendin’ [?], n-ggas get ahead i ain’t tryna fight

[chorus]
allow me to introduce myself, b-tch i’m mister make it happen (what?)
shawty pull up on the scene, b-tches hit the spot, he gone make it active (grah grah boom)
called it, yellin’ out, what’s crackin’
but you should know what i’m jackin’
i’m double [?], shawty [?], we don’t do the front only count back-ends (only count what?)
rule number one in these streets, if you got beef no lackin’
he tried to lock up the front door, he ain’t know that his homie was creepin’ the back end (he ain’t know that his homie was creepin’ the back end)
[outro]
grah grah boom (grah grah boom)

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