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letra de brady - maf teeski

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[intro: maf teeski]
(you won’t leave him a clue? please, for my man taz)
yeah

[chorus: maf teeski & mama million]
get in the ‘yo and pop my sh-t, i spit crack just like the ’80s
send my scoom to beat your sh-t down, pull on your block and drop like eighty
42 dugg, i’m young and turnt, now she tryna have my baby
and the way i d-cked her down, you know i left her actin’ crazy
runnin’ laps around these b-tches, i got bands just like i’m katie
i’m not a lover girl, i’ll break your bank, but i can’t be your lady
lil’ mameezy might get wet for you, just cop brand new mercedes
i been touched down on b-tches, check the score, i feel like tom brady

[verse 1: maf teeski]
i know you gon’ tell, all my opps bе 12, tom brady
you could catch a sh-ll, you know we got guns just like thе navy
quick to pop a n-gga, so i bought a gun without no safety
brand new louis tee, amiri jeans, b30s, they can’t take me
guess she all up in her feelings, lil’ b-tch mad that she can’t date me
they can’t f-ck with me at night, you know i sh-t on my opps daily
all the bad hoes, they lil’ sl!ck, run ’round the town, they tryna rape me
all you n-ggas my receivers, i’m throwin’ bullets, tom brady

[verse 2: mama million]
havin’ motion, come and top me in the front seat of the hummer
chasin’ commas, please don’t get me misconstrued with all the drama
b-tch, i’m really lit right now, wait ’til i get rich just like madonna
he know i’m hot, make his ass nut on the floor, i can’t be baby mama
i’m one of them ones, i ain’t c-cky, but who is them? i don’t f-ck with them b-tches
i am not lebron, you hoes my sons the way that i’m dunkin’ on b-tches
uh, make ’em nervous
i do that on purpose
eliantte my wrist, iced out my neck because i’m worth it
[verse 3: mama millions & maf teeski]
uh, got a lil’ juicy booty, petite, gotta make this tootsie pop
writin’ on her p-ssy while my other hand play with the glock
i don’t do cappin’ in rappin’, beat my goonies just like you beat your block
she know that i’m the man, so on first night, she gave me neck and tw-t

[chorus: maf teeski & mama million]
get in the ‘yo and pop my sh-t, i spit crack just like the ’80s
send my scoom to beat your sh-t down, pull on your block and drop like eighty
42 dugg, i’m young and turnt, now she tryna have my baby
and the way i d-cked her down, you know i left her actin’ crazy
runnin’ laps around these b-tches, i got bands just like i’m katie
i’m not a lover girl, i’ll break your bank, but i can’t be your lady
lil’ mameezy might get wet for you, just cop brand new mercedes
i been touched down on b-tches, check the score, i feel like tom brady

- maf teeski

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