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letra de might cop a jag (marvindakid remix) - marvindakid

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[chorus: comethazine]
i f-cked that b-tch, now that b-tch don’t even matter, uh
pull out that scope, make him sh-t, he need pampers
f-ck n-gga talkin’ that sh-t ’til he see me
i pull up with pistol on me, like police
wrist shine like fireflies, yours rollie pollie
i cannot f-ck with that b-tch ’cause she ho-y
i just wanna f-ck that lil’ b-tch for the night
she think i’m a dog, i told that b-tch “you’re right” (right)

[verse 1: comethazine]
roll up the fronto, make sure its rolled tight (tight)
keep the strap on me, but i’m not a dyk- (dyk-)
can’t pick just one b-tch, so i make these hoes fight
easter pink my drink, that sh-t get me right
og cookies have me high like a kite
if-if-if that boy lurk, lay him down, like it’s night time
i f-cked that b-tch through her skirt and her nightgown
then took her purse and finessed on her cash (cash)
then hopped in the el camino, i did the dash (i did the dash)
blowing money like casino, i make it fast (i make it fast)
b-tch demi lovato with a way fatter -ss (way fatter -ss)
ballin’ like i hit the lotto, might cop a jag (a jag)
ooh
might cop a jag
i’m ballin’ like i hit the lotto, might cop a jag
ooh
might cop a jag
ballin’ like i hit the lotto, might cop a jag

[segue: shadoe haze]
d-mn, son, where’d you find this?

[chorus: comethazine]
i f-cked that b-tch, now that b-tch don’t even matter, uh
pull out that scope, make him sh-t, he need pampers
f-ck n-gga talkin’ that sh-t ’til he see me
i pull up with pistol on me, like police
wrist shine like fireflies, yours rollie pollie
i cannot f-ck with that b-tch ’cause she ho-y
i just wanna f-ck that lil’ b-tch for the night
she think i’m a dog, i told that b-tch “you’re right”

[verse 2: marvindakid]
hop on your b-tch, and she sucking my d-ck
my boy just bought a whole 30 round clip
you ain’t about it, stop talking that sh-t
blade in one hand, cut a n-gga, i’m emo
f-ck a lil’ b-tch, where the f-ck my blow?
k!ll a fake n-gga, send him right below
i stay in the lab, like my name dexter
watch you go missing, they like scooby doo
watch lil’ b-tch, i might have to hit a l!ck
my n-ggas ride in a $30,000 whip
comethazine started the demi lovato wave
i’m a ugly n-gga, and i’m still getting neck
after getting neck, she gon’ sound like she smoke
touch my n-ggas, yeah, you don’t want the smoke
why yo’ b-tch always stuck on that c0ke?
she suck d-ck so much, her name now deepthroat

[interlude: marvindakid]
i might have to run up a check, uh
f-ck a lil’ b-tch
f-ck a lil’ b-tch
you don’t want it though, you don’t want it though
you don’t want no smoke

[chorus: comethazine]
i f-cked that b-tch, now that b-tch don’t even matter, uh
pull out that scope, make him sh-t, he need pampers
f-ck n-gga talkin’ that sh-t ’til he see me
i pull up with pistol on me, like police
wrist shine like fireflies, yours rollie pollie
i cannot f-ck with that b-tch ’cause she ho-y
i just wanna f-ck that lil’ b-tch for the night
she think i’m a dog, i told that b-tch “you’re right”

- marvindakid

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