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letra de nmnl (feat. kaeone, 4renboy & ossi) - masosauce

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i want bands bands bands

nothing more get out my face

she gon’ dance dance dance

she give me more yeah i want face

yeah i got fans fans fans

and they want more so i dropped a tape

i made some bands bands bands

and you want some get out my face

because ape on me and gucci my lace

yeah, she so bad she givin’ me face

i wanted to dash i hopped in the wraith

she callin’ me dad that’s the new type of wave

if you f-ckin’ with me it’s kinda late
you told me you’ll ride you kind of fake

yeah how many racks up on my plate

prada on me yeah that’s the play

i got the 3 shows on the way

fina blow it up like michael bay

yeah, she want more i’m like, okay

i just made a movie it’s on replay

and your b-tch so bad but there’s no way

i’m kaeone it’s nice to meet ya

spanish b-tch my mamacita

we smoke that n-gga like a reefa

big bag hoe my nina

i want it bad yeah i need it
you in last i can see it

to my swag you can keep it

they play my music and repeat it

like

band on my wrist

like

band on a wrist

like

band on my wrist

like

band on a wrist

like

band on my wrist
like

band on a wrist

like

band on my wrist

like

band on a wrist

i’m too genie yeah they bought my style

i set the trend i make it worth wild

yeah i’m on the go and i can’t stop now

yeah come take yo hoe because i don’t want her

in the sky without the drugs

i’m an emo n-gga not a thug

2 tone ap who want drip

i done took a lot they b-tches

fly to la we lil different

f-ck her i forgot i’m pimpin’

n-ggas mad they ball like pippen

suck it till yo jaw is missin

huh

baby let’s hop in the beamer

i never love on my b-tch i don’t need her

blood on my suit take it to the cleaners

baby you bad, be my pretty diva

my b-tch ass fat like monique

said it all like queen latifah

i hear me and my nina

(buh buh buh buh)

bad lil baby, you know that i need ya

i’m out here with my glock and i’m posing with her, nina

heard that n-gga looking crazy, he talks to them people

and i keep all of this money on me, sh-t get lethal

and i’m moving, tap tap, heard they talking bad

i just pulled out a brand new glock, send shots to the back

n-gga’s plying with me but i found out they dont rap

all that sh-t you saying in your music know its cap

stop f-cking lying n-gga. b-tch!

all my brodies gonna stack

get to the cash we moving too fast

oh, i’m quizzy hidin’ gas

i got my brothers cause have on my back

reconned to be no cap

movin’ like nasa when they keep their rockets on blast

b-tches they be on my ass

never catch me making wrong moves like a cass

we got the bl!ckys and sticks and sh-t all the opps they broke up get them fixed and sh-t

can’t take their name how we dissin’

and i got all the crodies with the sh-ts

drippin’ designer we get it and i want all of the money all the presidents

flip it and split all the dividends

when the bands talk imma listen in

promise me back to the phone

diamonds they different colours so i can’t watch my tone

your homie moving too jokes

i want the red bottoms so i bl–dy your door

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