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letra de over - moneybagg yo

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{intro: moneybagg yo}

i’m in a trio (ayy why you say that)

i’m on three drugs, i ain’t sober

this sh-t over

{verse 1: poison ivy}

ain’t sh-t over

riding in this rover

he said that it’s over

he get a hangover

tell me to come over

he flip me over
but then i take over

now he thinking over

he wanna start over

i got that comeback

im gone make you mad

but you gone come right back

ahhhh, you knew what it was hoe (yeah)

she is so in love with him

but he is so in love with me

and i am in love with my side n-gga

his b-tch bet not f-ck up and leave

cause b-tch i done told you that’s my n-gga

and i know it’s sad
but i still be round here trying to beat up b-tches behind that n-gga

f-ck with that b-tch i should not

but f-ck on yo b-tch he a thot

and he don’t give a f-ck about you

cause if he did he would tell you that i’m his other b-tch

and f-ck with me b-tch you bet not

see he know i’m crazy

and he also know that

what one n-gga won’t do, it’s another that’ll do that for you

un-huh

you can call me the repressed b-tch

pressing on n-ggas i ain’t b-tch

stop flexing on n-ggas i can’t b-tch
yeah, yeah

i’m still the same, i ain’t changed b-tch

ever since i been hipped on the game b-tch

mslady been running this thing b-tch

cut that b-tch off, putt that hoe like it’s golf

i wanna f-ck raw and you bet not go soft

hit it from the back now yo socks coming off

i better hold my wig before that b-tch come off

soon as i nut, ima go be

don’t call me talm bout come back to me

cause i ain’t sh-t, you don’t want me

so boy get the f-ck out my face please

{verse 2: moneybagg yo}

i’m through, i just did a deuce

your boo, with me too, she loose

i flew, like i’m sick, g5

you, won’t shake sh-t, v-live

i get them racks to come outside

champagne papi, look alive

i’m the truth so hold your lies

like my ig i go live

hundred hundred i shoot

you would think that bloc was coming through

twenty-five plus on my tooth (t–th)

i’m filled to the rim, that’s too much juice

n-gga you a shih tzu, i’m a big (bully), dog (grrr)

i bang the five, that’s the fen ball, ayy

{chorus: moneybagg yo}

riding in the motherf-ckin’ rolls royce

d-mn look at zaddy in my ho voice

over drippin’ sauce, he got my clothes moist

bread in my pocket, i ain’t po boy

riding in the motherf-ckin’ rolls royce

d-mn look at zaddy in my ho voice

over drippin’ sauce, he got my clothes moist

bread in my pocket, i ain’t po boy

{outro: moneybagg yo}

i’m in the r-r (what is you riding?)

that’s a rolls royce, not rover

look at the star-stars (i’m outer sp-ce)

got my foot on they neck like a choker

moneybagg myers with me (what he look like?)

mask on, october

i’m in a trio (ayy why you say that?)

i’m on three drugs, i ain’t sober

this sh-t over

- moneybagg yo

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