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letra de cotton candy - miyaandrae

[intro: miguel]
bull, bull, bull like a matador
quick to dead the bull like a matador
bull, bull, bull like a matador
quick to dead the bull like a matador

[verse 1: miya & lil rae]
lil rae be some other sh-t, i told him lock in ‘fore i tweak
i hope y’all hoes don’t get the big head, ’cause he know he ain’t leavin’ me
slim sh-t, my face a ten, man, y’all lil’ hoes ain’t seein’ me
i don’t even do this rap sh-t, but i walk on any beat (uh, d-mn, d-mn, d-mn)

i hope y’all hoes don’t think sh-t sweet (d-mn, d-mn, d-mn)
b-tch, drop your dot, i ain’t tryna talk, b-tch, we can meet (we gon’ pull up)
i call diablo, bet he come, he got my back

[verse 2: lil rae]
i come through trippin’ with that fully stick, gon’ tear down every street
.45 acps and .223s, they gon’ rip through a meat
in the, in the mood to die, drop the dot, boy, we can meet
these n-ggas really wanna be me, know everybody out here p
got fifty thousand in all pinks and blues, right pocket cotton candy
these rick owens, not them other shoes, won’t catch me rockin’ lanvins
od geeked inside this b-tch, i put a perc’ inside my salad
and i take that back, i want a beyoncé, i don’t want no famous sally
[interlude: lil rae]
what the f-ck?
the f-ck? huh
f-ck you talkin’ ’bout?
the f-ck you talkin’ ’bout, n-gga? f-ck you talkin’ ’bout?
f-ck you talkin’ ’bout?
godd-mn

[verse 3: miya & lil rae]
i don’t know why this n-gga think that he can keep on playin’ with me
like he ain’t the one that’s tappin’ out, like i don’t be puttin’ that boy to sleep
the new score four and 0, y’all lil’ hoes done, man, that’s a sweep
i hit that ho with a one-two, i’m knockin’ sh-t out like i’m creed
out the way, please pardon me, these red bottoms, cardi b
they say i always got an attitude, i guess i’m hard to keep
these lil’ hoes copy everything i’m doin’, shawty stalkin’ me
and if it ain’t about the pape’, then why the h-ll you talkin’ to me? (doon-doon-doon)

[verse 4: lil rae]
man, tell them folks to free l5
i heard he got hit in his head, man, how the h-ll he still alive?
you keep on screamin’ wicked west, i never seen you on this side
when i’m hittin’ lil’ miya from the back, i can’t lie, i’ma make her tired (i can’t lie, i’m gon’ get tired)
sign to me, you’ll get a dub
i walk in the building, all the hoes on me, tryna give me hugs
back back, ho, you know you a sl-t, i put my thumb in lil’ miya b-tt
she keep on tellin’ me to stop, i’m diggin’ deep inside her guts and that’s on god (that’s on god)
[outro: lil rae]
ycoe
we the biggest in this sh-t
all i see is red
a n-gga play, gon’ leave him
godd-mn
d-mn, d-mn, d-mn
godd-mn
i’m geeked up, i’m geeked up

- miyaandrae

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