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letra de on purpose - 1761 quake

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[intro]
aye foreal foreal aye
ran up that bag on purpose
ran through that p-ssy on purpose foreal (aye aye)

[hook]
these n-gg-s really aint worthy i got the fist and the fury
i’m ballin like i’m james worthy and i run to that money like hurry
i told that lil b-tch she a bucket, she know it i know it she really just thirsty, kuz i’m poppin like a perky, trap b-mpin like the herpes aye
how you gon gimme the p-ssy then turn around and say i didn’t deserve it
b-tch ill cut you off like a surgeon, put your n-gg- on and make him my servant
you know aint n-body perfect so you can just stop with your searching
i ran that bag up on purpose and i ran through that p-ssy on purpose

[verse]quake
i need my cushion like whoopi i’m smoking on purple i’m feelin like i’m whoopi
i built a whole d-mn empire and it started all with a cookie(aye hold up)
pullup on a n-gg- lurkin thatll make a n-gg- nervous foreal
have ya sh-ttin out some hersheys and i did that sh-t on purpose
young migga always up on the cash route sippin purple til i p-ss out, feel like young scooter imma roadrunner and i can never trust ya if you told some
got yo b-tch callin tryna hold sumthin tryna let me beat like she stole sumthin, real n-gg- i don’t sugarcoat nothing, how you trappin if you never sold nothin
i had to cut some n-gg-s off on purpose they was roun me with no purpose
f–k sn-tching wallets and purses a couple hunnit just aint worth it (aye)
you just a loser goddammit you worthless when i count the money i count it perfect, i got dirty money yea that sh-t dirty, time to clean the money dish the detergent aye aye

[hook]
these n-gg-s really aint worthy i got the fist and the fury
i’m ballin like i’m james worthy and i run to that money like hurry
i told that lil b-tch she a bucket, she know it i know it she really just thirsty, kuz i’m poppin like a perky, trap b-mpin like the herpes aye
how you gon gimme the p-ssy then turn around and say i didn’t deserve it
b-tch ill cut you off like a surgeon, put your n-gg- on and make him my servant
you know aint n-body perfect so you can just stop with your searching
i ran that bag up on purpose and i ran through that p-ssy on purpose

[verse 2] young radio
i’m in the trap up early 7: 30 in the morning i’m serving, soon as i open the curtains the law p-ss by that sh-t made me nervous
i guess they just tryna determine who selling the work and who making the purchase
i hope that the neighbors aint telling kuz 12 lurkin every tuesday and thursday f–k it
kuz my n-gg-s gon need a sack and we tryna run up them racks (aye)
i gotta fill up a safe with them hunnits and 20s from front to the back (frfr)
you know i come from the bottom i used to be starving my pockets was flat
now a young n-gg- aint hurtin bad b-tches wanna meet me in person
i got no time for no flirtin i need that money its urgent
if you aint callin tawking bout get paper your conversation has no purpose
i think my phone losing service, hung up on that n-gg- on purpose, currency coming for certain i ran me a bag up on purpose aye

[hook]
these n-gg-s really aint worthy i got the fist and the fury
i’m ballin like i’m james worthy and i run to that money like hurry
i told that lil b-tch she a bucket, she know it i know it she really just thirsty, kuz i’m poppin like a perky, trap b-mpin like the herpes aye
how you gon gimme the p-ssy then turn around and say i didn’t deserve it
b-tch ill cut you off like a surgeon, put your n-gg- on and make him my servant
you know aint n-body perfect so you can just stop with your searching
i ran that bag up on purpose and i ran through that p-ssy on purpose

- 1761 quake

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