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letra de lit - mo3

[intro: mo3]
i’m no p-ssy
yeah, yeah, f-ck
(yxng stov)
yeah, yeah
look

[verse 1: yfn lucci]
n-gga tried to charge me three-hundred for a zip, gave that boy two-twenty (i ain’t no p-ssy)
i just got me some fire head, gave that hoe two-twenty (i ain’t want no p-ssy)
best believe that i’m gon’ get it sold (yeah, uh), don’t matter who cook it
best believe that i’m gon’ get ’em gone, tell me, what you gon’ do to me? (uh, uh, uh)
look, they know shorty throwed (yeah), they know shorty play with draco (yeah, yeah)
they know how i roll, they know shorty buy a truckload (yеah, yeah)
yeah, all my lil’ partners cut that dopе like it’s alfredo
yeah, told that b-tch to pop a perc’, f-ck-f-ck a birth control
i’m playing with it, makin’ her squirt, she playin’ with her nose (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
i had to kick this one ho out, she went and f-cked the bro (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
yeah, i had to kick this one ho out, she went and f-cked the bro
i had stand on the block, i had them dice rollin’

[chorus: yfn lucci & mo3]
yeah, i said they only gon’ love you when you lit, yeah (when you lit, yeah)
i said they only gon’ love you if you rich, yeah (oh, if you rich)
she say she love me, i said, “b-tch, you love the d-ck” (b-tch, you love the d-ck, yeah, yeah, yeah)
she say she love me, but she love me ’cause i’m lit (oh, oh)
she say she love me, but she love me ’cause i’m lit, yeah (oh, yeah)
i f-ck her b-tt, yeah, i don’t give her nothing but some d-ck, yeah
she say she love me ’cause i f-cked her in my pent, yeah (oh, oh, oh)
i said, “you only really love me ’cause i’m lit” (3)
[verse 2: mo3]
she love me ’cause i’m lit, yeah (lit)
i’m super l-i-t, the glock came with a stick, yeah (baow)
rockin’ red bottom, i just bought ’em, changed my fit, yeah
they get skeet in all black, pull up with straps, and that’s when sh-t get slapped
boy, that’s cap, i done f-cked that b-tch about a thousand times (let’s go)
stood on my block with these big old glocks and sold a thousand dimes
bottom line, osama, i’ma do ’em dirty, n-gga, ain’t a thing changed (uh-huh)
legs up, she gon’ let me f-ck, yellin’, “gang, gang” (woah, ah)
just bust down my rollie, new ap, this b-tch lit up
shinin’ like a diamond, i got bells like it’s christmas
she gon’ eat this d-ck up, riding ’round sticked up
and i make her f-ck me good ’cause i’m rich, yeah (oh, yeah)

[chorus: yfn lucci]
yeah, i said they only gon’ love you when you lit, yeah (when you lit, yeah)
i said they only gon’ love you if you rich, yeah (oh, if you rich)
she say she love me, i said, “b-tch, you love the d-ck” (b-tch, you love the d-ck, yeah, yeah, yeah)
she say she love me, but she love me ’cause i’m lit (oh, oh)
she say she love me, but she love me ’cause i’m lit, yeah (oh, yeah)
i f-ck her b-tt, yeah, i don’t give her nothing but some d-ck, yeah
she say she love me ’cause i f-cked her in my pent, yeah (oh, oh, oh)
i said, “you only really love me ’cause i’m lit”

[outro: mo3]
ayy, look, i need a baddie
i need a addy
go on, send your addy
watch how i get in traffic
f-ck me like you mad at me
girl, i want you to f-ck me like you mad at me (mad at me)

- mo3

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