
letra de glo'up - madeintyo
[intro]
i love the private club
yeah, hey
skrrt skrrt
come get your b-tch
hey, hey, skrrt skrrt
[chorus: madeintyo]
yeah, hol’up, i just glo’d up, your b-tch chose up (skrrt)
hol’up, i just glo’d up, your b-tch chose up (skrrt skrrt)
hol’up, i just glo’d up, your b-tch chose up (sauce!)
i just took your main b-tch, and now i’m givin’ no f-cks (hey, hey, skrrt skrrt)
hol’up, i just glo’d up, your b-tch chose up (skrrt)
hol’up, i just glo’d up, your b-tch chose up (sauce!)
hol’up, i just glo’d up, your b-tch chose up (skrrt)
i just took your main b-tch, and now i’m givin’ no f-cks (skrrt skrrt)
[verse 1: madeintyo]
double bed, drive it really fast, do the super dab
hol’up, i just glo’d up, your b-tch chose up
but oh nah, with your old nat, i’m in that polo
lil bow wow, i think i’m jd, i feel like sosa
you dallyin’, young and wildin’, i got talent
i’m handsome, this your anthem, got tricks like [?]
okay i’m super, on the pj, i want a three way
menage, on a highway, i hit ’em sideways
sideway, hit ’em sideway, hit ’em sideway
sideway, hit ’em sideway, hit ’em sideway
sideway, hit ’em sideway, hit ’em sideway
sideway, hit ’em sideway, hit ’em sideway
[chorus: madeintyo and noah wood$]
yeah, hol’up, i just glowed up, your b-tch chose up
hol’up, i just glo’d up, your b-tch chose up
hol’up, i just glo’d up, your b-tch chose up
i just took your main b-tch, and now i’m givin’ no f-cks
hol’up, i just glo’d up, your b-tch chose up
hol’up, i just glo’d up, your b-tch chose up (yeah)
hol’up, i just glo’d up (yeah), your b-tch chose up (like drizzy)
i just took your main b-tch (yeah), and now i’m givin’ no f-cks (count it up!)
[verse 2: noah wood$]
head honcho, in a poncho, i make it rain hoe (count it up!)
f-ck bad hoes, i’m a assh0l-, can’t f-ck with lame hoes
private club, keep a lot of drugs right in the console (erp!)
stupid top, think i’m finna pop, right in her tonsils (tonsils!)
a jersey, b-tch i’m worthy, of all these hun-dons
fat boy, eatin’ pasta, i feel like big pun
got shooters, no fugazi, you get your sh-t done
got shooters, no fugazi, you get your sh-t done
[outro]
got shooters, no fugazi, you get your sh-t done
fat boy, eatin’ pasta, i feel like big pun
got shooters, no fugazi, you get your sh-t done
fat boy, eatin’ pasta, i feel like big pun
(i love the private club) sheesh
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