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letra de don't trust no - mistah f.a.b.

[verse 1: mista f.a.b.]
i used to love a b-tch
i used to trust a b-tch
heart got broke, i was [?] with another b-tch
learned a valuable lesson doing sucker sh-t
that’s why f.a.b. stand for f-ck a b-tch
mama told me don’t trust any sl-t
ho you’re gross, in the words of kenny [?]
ran out of those, i don’t have any f-ck
[?] b-tch i don’t do dennys lunch
ain’t no come ups, and i don’t give free rides
b-tch that’s a stretch, [?]
cool on a punk b-tch, you can see the peace sign
pimpin in my blood like [?] street sign

[chorus: mista f.a.b.]
mama told me don’t trust no b-tch
daddy told me don’t trust no b-tch
real n-ggas still f-ck that b-tch
tell a ho she better suck this d-ck
mama told me don’t trust no b-tch
daddy told me don’t trust no b-tch
real n-ggas still f-ck that b-tch
tell a ho she better suck this d-ck
[verse 2: philthy rich]
can’t settle for a n-gga that can’t stand up for himself
[?] now you f-cking with the [?]
i spent 20,000 in the past 2 days
get it right back, when i bust these 2 [?]
no high school deploma, but me and f.a.b. with the tech
but i bet you i can sign my name in cursive on the check
activis and high tech is all a n-gga sip
broke n-gga tryna get high, he gon buy the cheapest sh-t
i can’t lie, [?] be looking h-lla thick
i can’t lie, be on ig liking all the pics
b-tch you a baller b-tch, big houses, foreign whips
you n-ggas in all [?] pics, even though that n-gga snitched
it’s philthy!

[verse 3: too short]
i’m on the road getting money, doing shows
handling [?], i ain’t tryna f-ck these hoes
if you broke as f-ck, get some money, b-tch
i don’t wanna hear all that funny sh-t
i already got about a hundred chicks
i wouldn’t act like it even if i wanna hit
cause all she want is d-ck, ain’t nothing new
stay on my line all the time, i don’t f-ck with you
do i love you? i’m a player, i’m a mac and a pimp
put that cash in my hand, don’t ask me again
do i trust you? b-tch you must think i’m a [?]
i’m bout to call you my favorite word
b-tch!
[chorus: mista f.a.b.]
mama told me don’t trust no b-tch
daddy told me don’t trust no b-tch
real n-ggas still f-ck that b-tch
tell a ho she better suck this d-ck
mama told me don’t trust no b-tch
daddy told me don’t trust no b-tch
real n-ggas still f-ck that b-tch
tell a ho she better suck this d-ck

[verse 4: serius jones]
[?] they on me
imma get it either way, can’t play my [?]
if you wanna ride with me, gotta pay that fee
you know f-cking with the ho is a job
eh baby, b-tches they crazy
[?] lately
one minute they love, the next they hating and [?]
[?] but you know that whatever i’m mackin
you wonder why i can’t love no b-tch
and i can’t trust no b-tch
but still might f-ck your b-tch
wonder why i can’t love no b-tch
and i can’t trust no b-tch
but i still might f-ck your b-tch

- mistah f a b

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