letra de yakwtfgo (tryna fuck) - mcashhole
[intro]
b-tch, you come to my f-ckin’ house two or three o’clock in the mornin’ talkin ’bout some “what type of girl you take me for?”
b-tch, i ain’t no f-ckin’ keyboard, i don’t have no f-ckin’ type!
i wan’ f-ck, you know what the deal was, on some casino sh-t, you playin’ games, b-tch!
f-ck! sh-t!
[chorus]
b-tch, i’m tryna
f-ck, f-ck, f-ck, f-ck
f-ck, f-ck, f-ck, f-ck (b-tch, i’m tryna)
f-ck, f-ck, f-ck, f-ck
f-ck, f-ck, f-ck, f-ck (b-tch, i’m tryna)
f-ck, f-ck, f-ck, f-ck
f-ck, f-ck, f-ck, f-ck (b-tch, i’m tryna)
f-ck, f-ck, f-ck, f-ck
f-ck, f-ck, f-ck, f-ck (b-tch, i’m tryna)
[verse 1]
we gon’ f-ck, yuh, so, what’s up, yuh?
f-ck all that teasin’ sh-t, that’s enough, yuh
like a greyhound, b-tch, i’ma bus, ayy
and i ain’t police, so, b-tch, don’t think i’m finna cuff
rubber tucked, ayy, gold tickets
if yo p-ssy bleeding, b-tch, just gon’ and lick it
fifteen minutes, uh, yuh, all i need
and i ain’t no zombie, b-tch, i ain’t finna eat ya
f-ck you to a coma, b-tch, i’m sleep
get this meat, catch this skeet
on the bed, on the sheets
heard about ya, you a freak in these streets, b-tch
[chorus]
b-tch, i’m tryna
f-ck, f-ck, f-ck, f-ck
f-ck, f-ck, f-ck, f-ck (b-tch, i’m tryna)
f-ck, f-ck, f-ck, f-ck
f-ck, f-ck, f-ck, f-ck (b-tch, i’m tryna)
f-ck, f-ck, f-ck, f-ck
f-ck, f-ck, f-ck, f-ck (b-tch, i’m tryna)
f-ck, f-ck, f-ck, f-ck
f-ck, f-ck, f-ck, f-ck (b-tch, i’m tryna)
[verse 2]
b-tch, you with the sh-t
stop actin’ like you ain’t
i know you ’bout it, ’bout it, what the f-ck you mean you can’t, b-tch?
i just wan’ f-ck not gon’ wife ya
pick her up and peter pipe-her
you can’t get d-ck on the first night?
you full of sh-t like a diaper
b-tch, it could all be so simple
word of the day innuendo, i’m all in ya window
pop that lil cat like a pimple
if that sh-t good, i just might let you crash like a cymbal
this ain’t yo d-ck, this a rental, you ain’t you ain’t my b-tch you for all of them n-gg-s
heard you be f-ckin’ and d-gg-n’ them n-gg-s
yeah, you be breakin’ it off for them n-gg-s
[bridge]
okay, i’m tryna break ya back in fender bender
i ain’t got no type like i’m rae sremmurd
i’m still respectin’ women, i still like f-ckin’ b-tches, baby
pucker up like you sucked on a lemon ’cause
[chorus]
b-tch, i’m tryna
f-ck, f-ck, f-ck, f-ck
f-ck, f-ck, f-ck, f-ck (b-tch, i’m tryna)
f-ck, f-ck, f-ck, f-ck
f-ck, f-ck, f-ck, f-ck (b-tch, i’m tryna)
f-ck, f-ck, f-ck, f-ck
f-ck, f-ck, f-ck, f-ck (b-tch, i’m tryna)
f-ck, f-ck, f-ck, f-ck
f-ck, f-ck, f-ck, f-ck (b-tch, i’m tryna)
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