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letra de disrespectful flow - marty mula

pull up and hop out the porsche
got b-tt naked b-tches that f-ck on the floor (aye)
i swear i been hopped off that porch
they say i go ham i don’t really eat pork

she suck on my d-ck she want more
i kick that hungry little b-tch out my door (aye)
i only want cake nothing more
i bust on her face that b-tch hit the door (aye)

hunnids and 50’s i hop out the bentley
lil b-tt naked b-tch flashing -ss and they t-tties
i’m couting gwala im dream chasing milly’s
my pockets hold weight bankroll bigger than biggie

hop out the trap b-tch i’m dipped in that gucci
step in the scene and you know it’s a movie
stupid lil b-tch steady out tryna do me
she topped the whole gang lil b-tch you’re a groupie

disrespectful lil n-gg-
you gone need lessons if you think you can school me (aye)
b-tch who the f-ck do you think that you fooling
i c-m in her mouth and i left that b-tch drooling
gang in this b-tch and we boolin
they got no respect man they might get to shooting (aye)
she topped me up to the fullest
that b-tch got no brain man i swear that she stupid (aye)

young n-gg- trap for them benjamin’s
might see me flipping them franks in the bas-m-nt (aye)
got dreads like i’m hatiaint my n-gg-s smoke hatiant
they see you if you got it
they might just go and take it
my foot on the gas i’m out doing the dash
the money is calling i’m out paper chasing
i gotta get to it lil b-tch i’m impatient
i’m in the fast route and i’m out lane switching (m.u.l.a look look look)
i do not rock ferragamo
you might see me bathing in ape in that camo
got two freaky hoes they gone do what i say so
i need that check now give me to me i’ll take those (aye)

if you a fan better say so
don’t walk up on me like you is the feds bro (aye)
better watch what you is saying bro
my n-gg-s smoke dope and i’m talking big draco’s (aye)

zero’s on zero’s on zero’s
get that check fast and i get real it pr-nto (aye)
counting up hunnids and honcho’s
m.u.l.a and it comes from wells fargo
back in my bag like i never left
she don’t get right then you know that b-tch getting left
this sh-t ain’t right it ain’t even fair
i spent a rack on a belt i don’t even wear (aye)

we pull up all black in off white
got couple of guys toting poles for they life
foreign lil b-tch she gone ride on my bike
and after that she gotta go catch a flight
overseas i f-cked that b-tch for one night
i can’t trust these b-tches these b-tches ain’t right
i promise you i had to go earn my stripes
young n-gg- moving and living this life (m.u.l.a)

- marty mula

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