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letra de ifwy - major nine

[verse 1: major nine, chief pound]
skin complexion of a honey bun
gotta throw my dollars she’s a one of one
no time for no games, i don’t play that
i f-ck wit’ you, you f-ck wit’ me you better say ya
’cause i don’t see n0body in your place yet
i don’t f-ck wit’ people ’cause they fake
please show me that your [?]
hol’ lotta money so you know you got problems
hol’ lotta b-tches so you know i got options
i don’t mean to test you i’m just seein’ if you rockin’
i ain’t trippin’ ’bout no b-tch i cut ’em off like they ain’t nothin’
all that nasty sh-t a n-gga doin’ i know she feel me
if a n-gga start right now she might k!ll me, like oh
if i ever play i ain’t trippin’ ’bout no hoes (no, no, no, no)
okay, real n-gga rappers in the steppin’ evеry season
i [?] gimme one morе reason
f-ck me then you leavin’
say you got a n-gga at home but you don’t need ‘im
[?] screamin’
i know, you gon’ hear my phone tomorrow
i’m f-ckin’ [?]
[chorus: major nine, chief pound]
my broken heart might f-ck the streets up (uh)
i might just act like don’t need her
faded with these shades on, i don’t see her
my ear closed ’cause i wasn’t a believer
i ain’t believe it when you told me
you loved me when you was ridin’
but keep on ridin’, i’m still inside it, dive in
i think it’s right because the timin’
i spent a lot up on these diamonds, to make sure that she’s shinin’

[verse 2: chief pound]
i still on hope she don’t call 12 ’cause i keep a 9
i know she wit’ me but she ain’t mine
i’m only in it for a great time
i call ‘er up she show that p-ssy out on facetime
i’m on the way now (mm)
she pick it up and l!ck it up she movin’ slow
i gotta go she told me “no”
she’s doin’ freaky sh-t wit’ me but then her n-gga’s still at home
turn her phone on airplane mode, messages ain’t goin’ through
[?] turn around and i’ma beat it now, i’ma eat it now
all of us gotta fall in line, gotta fall in line
all my n-ggas gotta fall in line, ’til i fall in line (yeah)

[chorus: major nine, chief pound]
my broken heart might f-ck the streets up (uh)
i might just act like don’t need her
faded with these shades on, i don’t see her
my ear closed ’cause i wasn’t a believer
i ain’t believe it when you told me
you loved me when you was ridin’
but keep on ridin’, i’m still inside it, dive in
i think it’s right because the timin’
i spent a lot up on these diamonds, to make sure that she’s shinin’
[outro: major nine]
skin complexion of a honey bun
gotta throw my dollars she’s a one of one
no time for no games, i don’t play that
i f-ck wit’ you, you f-ck wit’ me you better say ya
’cause i don’t see n0body in your place yet
i don’t f-ck wit’ people ’cause they fake
please show me that your [?]
hol’ lotta money so you know you got problems
hol’ lotta b-tches so you know i got options

- major nine

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