letras.top
a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

letra de one time - ​marriii3x

Loading...

[intro]
n-gga bet not-
(hyea)
(syea)
(curly why you so)

[chorus]
i ain’t fake f-cking with ya’
i ain’t fussing with ya’
yeah
walk round with them sticks
you know we bussing with ya’ (fraaa)
i ain’t got no time to talk
ain’t no discussion n-gga (uhuh)
i hit her one time
now she really think she love a n-gga (uh)
and now she say that it’s no other n-gga (uh uh uh)
now she say that it’s no other n-gga (uh uh uh)
and now she say that it’s no other n-gga (uh uh uh)
now she say that it’s no other n-gga (uh, uhhh, uh)
[verse 1]
yeah
everytime you see me, you know i’m slight flexing
walk in the room, they can’t help feel the presence
that stick got a d-ck
get to f-cking whoever (fraaa)
don’t say you in love ‘cause i’m f-cking you better
my sh-t got a cursе
you ain’t never gone lеt up (oh)
i’ma fire up that hoe if she keep acting special
she in love with them burns when she dance with the devil
i’m marriii clifford
big dog now, and i outgrew the kennel (roof roof)
sliding with the mob in a caravan rental
i’m f-ckin up her frontal, i’m f-ckin on her dental
got me busting on her mental
you act like a shark (gimme ‘dat)
but you only eat minnows
ain’t talking no business (gimme ‘dat)
you talking in pillows
beat it up, then we finding you somewhere to stay like zillow
she say you ain’t sh-t, i said ditto (yuh)

[bridge]
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
yeah (yeah)
n-gga you ain’t-
you ain’t got my grease n-gga?
you ain’t got my grease n-gga?
(go)
[chorus]
i ain’t fake f-cking with ya’
i ain’t fussing with ya’
yeah (ye)
walk round with them sticks, you know we bussing with ya’
(cheee)
i ain’t got no time to talk, ain’t no discussion n-gga
i hit her one time, now she really think she love a n-gga
and now she say that it’s no other n-gga (yeyeah)
she say that it’s no other n-gga, yeah
now she say that it’s no other n-gga (yeah)
she say that it’s no, she say that it’s no

[verse 2]
haaaaaaa
i ain’t fake f-cking with ya’
n-gga better know ‘bout me
yeah, i ain’t fake upping with ya’
na, this just my face, that sh-t ain’t funny
ain’t faking nothing witchya’
n-ggas out here get cooked
hansel and gretel, we bake in oven with ya’
ain’t got no time for no hunger games
tryna k!ll the kitty
it’s a hungry game
hoes love my face, and they know my name
n-ggas hate on me, ‘cause they know they lame
rich or broke, i’ma stay the same
richard mille, i’ma leave it plain
jetlag when i leave the plane
and above the clouds i can see the rain
“where the rain come from?” (yeah, yeah)
drop, drop (yeah)
drop (yeah) drop (yeah)
drop (yeah) drop (yeah)
drop (yeah) drop (yeah)
drop (yeah) drop (syea)
[chorus]
i ain’t fake f-cking with ya’
i ain’t fussing with ya’
yeah
walk round with them sticks
you know we bussing with ya’
(gimme ‘dat)
i ain’t got no time to talk
ain’t no discussion n-gga
i hit her one time
now she really think she love a n-gga
and now she say that it’s no other n-gga (uh uh)
now she say that it’s no other n-gga (mkay ok)
and now she say that it’s no other n-gga (nono, nono, nono)
now she say that it’s no other n-gga (no, no, no)
yeah

[outro]
(no, no, no, no)
and she say that it’s
and she say that it’s
now she say that it’s
now she say that it’s

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS

Loading...