letra de andrew tate / rubi rose - m4rth
[intro]
have y’all ever wondered, like, why are femboy booties so f-ckin’ big?
like, it really, like, f-ckin’ intrigues me how big they are (skypefiend)
like, god d-mn, let me go to femboy hooters real quick, let’s go!
[chorus]
this n-gga a fed, this n-gga a fake
i stole b-tches, andrew tate
gettin’ these racks up on my plate, b-tch (i am so f-ckin’ broke)
i’m gettin’ these bands, they comin’ in great
i bought a crib, it’s way out-of-state
and you arе mad because you werе late, b-tch (goofy ahh uncle productions)
go put in the work, it’s hard, i know
i’m totin’ them sticks, not talkin’ ’bout glow
i got the bag, so i gotta go (i’m gonna go buy d-ld-s now)
chrome hearts all over my clothes
my cash is fast, your cash is so slow
my b-tch is so bad, she like rubi rose (can i please suck her toes?)
[verse]
wake up, and it’s time to get started
relationships? nah, n-gga, they parted
this money so dummy, i’m feelin ret- (nah, let me chill with that)
we gettin’ the bag, we gettin’ this dough
they was there when i was down broke
like mario, they are my bros (peach got a fat ass)
switched up, n-gga, f-ck that sh-t
you doin’ the same for a bag of chips
trickshot that b-tch, she get put in a clip (faze up, n-gga)
she not from chi’, but she got the grip
that n-gga a b-tch, he pale like a ritz
and why’s he always on my d-ck?
[bridge]
like, why is he always on my f-ckin’ d-ck? it’s actually, like, insane
like, it’s actually preposterous why he’s always on my d-ck ‘n’ sh-t
like, i’m really f-ckin’ usin’ this advanced english sh-t
like, n-ggas cannot f-ckin’ hold me!
[chorus]
this n-gga a fed, this n-gga a fake
i stole b-tches, andrew tate
gettin’ these racks up on my plate, b-tch (why do i keep lying?)
i’m gettin’ these bands, they comin’ in great
i bought a crib, it’s way out-of-state
and you are mad because you were late, b-tch (i am deadass broke as sh-t)
go put in the work, it’s hard, i know
i’m totin’ them sticks, not talkin’ ’bout glow
i got the bag, so i gotta go (i’m in the trap b-tt booty naked)
chrome hearts all over my clothes
my cash is fast, your cash is so slow
my b-tch is so bad, she like rubi rose (please send me your feet pics, rubi)
[outro]
well, guys
it’s like d-mn near four in the morning when i made this song
y’all gotta respect the grind, ya feel me?
anyways, uh, i love milfs (and big booty latinas!)
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